The ending quote is from Wright's "But Only Mine"
On a Line by James Wright
I come here often now in the dead of night,
Where my heart lies buried next to yours
Who yet lives in the grave lingering light
Of moon on stone paths, fading flowers.
My footsteps do not lay the grass aside
Though they are heavy with knowing that I
Can never leave you lightly, though I tried,
Thinking even my grief must finally die.
But it does not lie here beneasth this hill;
Love no weight of ground can ever confine.
Both the living and dead will dream; still
I did not dream your death, but only mine.
Poetry by countryfog
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Written on 2012-03-06 at 19:13
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