Poets' Corner
I Fear Not
the nights are long no day
to wash my face and see what me is
take me no more to sleep wife
my strength is dried and fear I
when you should know dear
I dare not touch your hair
take me no more mother
the night is long stars
have turned their silence to despair
my friends have gone the true selves
my brothers my fathers
they could not wait anymore
to account for the loss
the days
but I mother dare not
trust to sleep
the uncertainties
the stealth of treachery
the vigilance of the dark
take me no more to sleep
go mother
let me watch over you
for your womb is fresh
and when I am gone
you may give birth to
another
