Saturday, May 4, 2013

A broken appointment - Fall into the lap of a beautifully sad poem by Thomas Hardy

This poem reminds you someone waiting patiently for love. Although I mostly read contemporary poetry without rhyme, I read this today and easily fell into its lap.

A broken appointment
-Thomas Hardy

You did not come,
And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb,—
Yet less for loss of your dear presence there
Than that I thus found lacking in your make
That high compassion which can overbear
Reluctance for pure lovingkindness’ sake
Grieved I, when, as the hope-hour stroked its sum,
You did not come.

You love not me,
And love alone can lend you loyalty;
–I know and knew it. But, unto the store
Of human deeds divine in all but name,
Was it not worth a little hour or more
To add yet this: Once you, a woman, came
To soothe a time-torn man; even though it be
You love not me?