When I go away from you
The world beats dead
Like a slackened drum.
I call out for you against the jutted stars
And shout into the ridges of the wind.
Streets coming fast,
One after the other,
Wedge you away from me,
And the lamps of the city prick my eyes
So that I can no longer see your face.
Why should I leave you,
To wound myself upon the sharp edges of the night?


  1. Diimplez says:

    This was a very fascinating and exquisite poem
    I reccomend this for the ones who are missing a certain somebody Like I am

  2. GrapeNutz says:

    This is a very good poem, I dedicate it to my beautiful and amazing girlfriend whom I will miss when she leaves. MCL. – Keep True Juggalos!

  3. Daniel says:

    Jen dedicated this poem to me. and she is 800 miles. away. it is only now, that i feel the emotion of this poem. when i can miss someone like lowell does.
    the imagery is very vivid. the urban nature of the poem becomes more versatile in contemporary life, than for instance a robert frost poem. i’ve never seen leaves turn color. but i’ve driven for miles, and gotten tired of concrete jungles.

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