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Poems by Isaac Rosenberg

; EARLIER POEMS THE ONE

; EARLIER POEMS THE ONE LOST I mingle with your bones You steal in subtle noose This lighted dust Jehovah loans And now I lose. What will the Lender say When I shall not be found, Safe-sheltered at the Judgment Day, Being in you bound ? He'll hunt through wards of Heaven, Call to uncoffined earth " Where is this soul, unjudged, not given " Dole for good's dearth ? And I, lying so safe Within you, hearing all, To have cheated God shall laugh, Freed by your thrall. 171

— POEMS BY ISAAC ROSENBERG WEDDED They leave their love-lorn haunts, Their sigh- warm floating Eden ; And they are mute at once, Mortals by God unheeden, By their past kisses chidden. But they have kist and known Clear things we dim by guesses Spirit to spirit grown : Heaven, born in hand-caresses . Love, fall from sheltering tresses. And they are dumb and strange: Bared trees bowed from each other. Their last green interchange What lost dreams shall discover ? Dead, strayed, to love-strange lover. 172

Redcliffe Voice Issue 6 Summer 2018