Submergence

 When along the pavement,
Palpitating flames of life, 
People flicker round me, 
I forget my bereavement, 
The gap in the great constellation,
The place where a star used to be.


Nay, though the pole-star 
Is blown out like a candle, 
And all the heavens are wandering in disarray,
Yet when pleiads of people are
Deployed around me, and I see 
The street’s long outstretched Milky Way,

When people flicker down the pavement,
I forget my bereavement.

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