To Remembrance

Thick web of silence, ether which retains My distant days’ dim trace of tears on sand! You are the amphora whose dark wine pains My drowsy brain with thoughts forever banned. Deceitful lord of long ago and old Remittances unpaid for lack of trust! Sojourn with me and raise again the dead Desire which once would turn my heart to lust And careless love, when nothing but the cold Despair of loneliness could cause me dread! Where do you linger, spirit of the night? I wish to drink your potion cup, then lie And fall into a dream to seep your light, Whose brightness wanes. In vain I weep and sigh: To steal the wings of Mercury, the god Whose intercessor you have been on earth, No science, skill or spirit can assist My solitary quest. I sense the dearth Of calming waters spilled upon the sod Where shy Juventas lies, embraced by mist. Both cherished and disdained by man you are! I stare at your wide portal, locked and veiled, And often do I hear your wan guitar Which keeps me in your labyrinth of failed And buried dreams. Remembrance! You must not Delight yourself and feast on fallen fruit From aerial Elysium, where long Your scepter held dominion absolute. Reveal yourself and then undo the knot Which keeps me bound to your unhappy song! Find my poems and published poetry volumes at www.eton-langford.com