Suddenly flickered a flame,
Suddenly fluttered a wing:
What, can a dead bird sing?
Somebody spoke your name.
Suddenly fluttered a wing,
Sounded a voice, the same,
Somebody spoke your name:
Oh, the remembering!
Sounded a voice, the same,
Song of the heart's green spring,
Oh, the remembering:
Which of us was to blame?
Song of the heart's green spring,
Wings that still flutter, lame,
Which of us was to blame? —
God, the slow withering!
Leonora Speyer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/suddenly-25/
