I’ve been reading through Bread and Wine, Readings for Lent and Easter and came across a poem by Geoffrey Hill titled "Lachrimae Amantis." It’s a wonderful poem. Here it is in its entirety for your reading pleasure.
Lachrimae Amantis (translated as 'Tears of the Lover')
What is there in my heart that you should sue so fiercely for its love? What kind of care brings you as though a stranger to my door through the long night and in the icy dew
seeking the heart that will not harbor you, that keeps itself religiously secure? At this dark solstice filled with frost and fire your passion’s ancient wounds must bleed anew.
So many nights the angel of my house has fed such urgent comfort through a dream, whispered “your lord is coming, he is close"
that I have drowsed half-faithful for a time bathed in pure tones of promise and remorse: “tomorrow I shall wake to welcome him."
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