On a Grey Thread/Despair

by Elsa Gidlow

For works with similar titles, see Despair.

Despair

I can laugh now.Have you not heard my laughter?It leads the winds:They come tumbling and bubbling after.

I have learned to laugh.I have learned to laugh with my spiritAnd with my soul.Listen. Do you not hear it?

I shall quench the world.I shall sear the stars with my laughter;Shrivel the moon and the sunAnd make new ones after.

For life's skeletonI shall make flesh from desires;Then of my mounting laughterBuild it a temple with mocking spires.

I shall laugh to heaven.I shall laugh below hell and above.I shall laugh forever.It was laughter God died of.

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