When I’m Alone
Posted: July 18, 2014 Filed under: Art, Poetry, Writing | Tags: age, alone, change, loneliness, Siegfried Sassoon, untitled, youth Leave a commentBy Siegfried Sassoon
When I’m alone’ – the words tripped off his tongue
As though to be alone were nothing strange.
‘When I was young,’ he said; ‘when I was young . . .’
I thought of age, and loneliness, and change.
I thought how strange we grow when we’re alone,
And how unlike the selves that meet, and talk,
And blow the candles out, and say good-night.
Alone . . . The word is life endured and known.
It is the stillness where our spirits walk
And all but inmost faith is overthrown.
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