Monday, 15. July 2002
Why Did I Dream Of You Last Night? - Philip Larkin
Why did I dream of you last night?
Now morning is pushing back hair with grey light
Memories strike home, like slaps in the face; Raised on elbow, I stare at the pale fog beyond the window.
So many things I had thought forgotten
Return to my mind with stranger pain:
- Like letters that arrive addressed to someone Who left the house so many years ago.
Big Book Of Poetry
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