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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365715" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Early Morning Call</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I rose at this a.m. and caught the phone<br>Its brittle ring, <br>I picked it up, I held it to my ear! <br>The static on the line was like<br>Some ancient offering, <br>But deep and dark and empty, like desire! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And then your voice, it rang down from past ages<br>Snapped your name, <br>When like a whip it crackled through the line, <br>Your voice then conjured clearings where<br>The crow cawed at the dawn, <br>And rattled windows shuttered in my mind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your call was brief, then gone; but I sat still, <br>As still as stone, <br>For the wasteland of the past had filled my well, <br>Where the trees had dripped at dawn<br>While the clearing echoed ‘Gone! ’<br>And tears of crystal shattered where they fell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is nothing I can do, life has come and gone<br>And you<br>Keep your feelings locked in shackles and in chain, <br>But if you should call again<br>I’ll be out, and wandering<br>On pathways new, where ‘love’ is just a name.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">17 September 1998</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</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=365715" data-title="Early Morning Call de David Lewis Paget" data-description="I rose at this a.m. and caught the phone Its brittle ring, I picked it up, I held it to my ear! The static on the line was like Some ancient offering, But deep and dark and empty, like desire! And then your voice, it rang down from past ages ..."></div> </div> </div>
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