Destroyers and Other Verses/Willows Are White as Breath Upon Silver

by Henry Head

 

She . . .

Willows are white as a breath upon silverBeneath a dark sky:On a grey waste of waters the promise of summerFloats eddying by.

And the nest that we built in the grass by the river,The home of our dream,Far from men, where we sang through the soft summer weatherLies under the stream.

Come quickly, the night will bring silence and darknessTo cover my tearsAnd stars will shine brighter above the dark watersAnd shadowy weirs.