Roger Hadden Poet I do not know?

At Night

In the dust are my father's beautiful hands,
In the dust are my mother's  eyes.
Here by the shore of the ocean standing,
Watching: still I do not understand.

Love flows over me, around me,
Here at night by the sea, by the soverign sea.

Gone is that bone-hoard of strength;
Gone her gentle motion laughing, walking.

It is not strange disease and death
Should rest, by the undulant sea?

And I stare, rich with gifts, alone,

Feeling from the sea those wonderful presences,
My father's hands, my mother's eyes.

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