As languidly my feet plod home,
My thoughts the universe o'er-roam;
The silent stillness still inspires
A muteness of Cimmerian choirs
That dumbly sing but sound no note —
Hush that by sound shall not be smote —
Until one voice, damn'd to despair,
Destructively shall rend the air.
(Saturday,15th October,2005.)
David Mitchell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-dark-poem/
