Eve
Eve
Original Text
The Centenary Book of South African Verse (1820 to 1925), ed. Francis Carey Slater (London: Longmans, Green, 1925): 207-08. 011604.g.34 British Library
1The gray of the morning
2Creeps in the room like fear.
3It is growing lighter,
4But I sit crouched and shivering.
5I dare not look at the bed,
6Lest I laugh --
7Or curse God.
8How does it happen?
9Yesterday my wife,
10And now -- a strange thing --
11Anything -- nothing.
12A body without breath,
13Arms without warmth,
14Lips without kisses.
15'Eve' was her name,
16And the strangest part is
17That I want to call -- 'Eve,
18Come and look at this thing
19That lies on your bed
20And looks so like you.'
Publication Start Year
1925
RPO poem Editors
Ian Lancashire
RPO Edition
RPO 2000.
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