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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358648" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The House Of Dust: Part 04: 02: Death: And A Derisive Chorus</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The door is shut. She leaves the curtained office,<br>And down the grey-walled stairs comes trembling slowly<br>Towards the dazzling street.<br>Her withered hand clings tightly to the railing.<br>The long stairs rise and fall beneath her feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here in the brilliant sun we jostle, waiting<br>To tear her secret out . . . We laugh, we hurry,<br>We go our way, revolving, sinister, slow.<br>She blinks in the sun, and then steps faintly downward.<br>We whirl her away, we shout, we spin, we flow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where have you been, old lady? We know your secret!—<br>Voices jangle about her, jeers, and laughter. . . .<br>She trembles, tries to hurry, averts her eyes.<br>Tell us the truth, old lady! where have you been?<br>She turns and turns, her brain grows dark with cries.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Look at the old fool tremble! She's been paying,—<br>Paying good money, too,—to talk to spirits. . . .<br>She thinks she's heard a message from one dead!<br>What did he tell you? Is he well and happy?<br>Don't lie to us—we all know what he said.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He said the one he murdered once still loves him;<br>He said the wheels in wheels of time are broken;<br>And dust and storm forgotten; and all forgiven. . . .<br>But what you asked he wouldn't tell you, though,—<br>Ha ha! there's one thing you will never know!<br>That's what you get for meddling so with heaven!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where have you been, old lady? Where are you going?<br>We know, we know! She's been to gab with spirits.<br>Look at the old fool! getting ready to cry!<br>What have you got in an envelope, old lady?<br>A lock of hair? An eyelash from his eye?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How do you know the medium didn't fool you?<br>Perhaps he had no spirit—perhaps he killed it.<br>Here she comes! the old fool's lost her son.<br>What did he have—blue eyes and golden hair?<br>We know your secret! what's done is done.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Look out, you'll fall—and fall, if you're not careful,<br>Right into an open grave. . . .but what's the hurry?<br>You don't think you will find him when you're dead?<br>Cry! Cry! Look at her mouth all twisted,—<br>Look at her eyes all red!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We know you—know your name and all about you,<br>All you remember and think, and all you scheme for.<br>We tear your secret out, we leave you, go<br>Laughingly down the street. . . .Die, if you want to!<br>Die, then, if you're in such a hurry to know!—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">. . . .She falls. We lift her head. The wasted body<br>Weighs nothing in our hands. Does no one know her?<br>Was no one with her when she fell? . . .<br>We eddy about her, move away in silence.<br>We hear slow tollings of a bell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Conrad+Potter+Aiken">Conrad Potter Aiken</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358648" data-title="The House Of Dust: Part 04: 02: Death: And A Derisive Chorus de Conrad Potter Aiken" data-description="The door is shut. She leaves the curtained office, And down the grey-walled stairs comes trembling slowly Towards the dazzling street. Her withered hand clings tightly to the railing. The long stairs rise and fall beneath her feet. Here in the br..."></div> </div> </div>
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