Yesterday - and - I --- A deafness sad and rare - When you hear The World - but miss --- What ? The accent and stress...

For an angels calls... but they mock:
'Thunder!'
So you slam the coffin lid over your
face under...
The rock.

You have no wish to cry
' Hello... Hello...' -why?
-Ah, God! ... sails lap up the 
northern gale,
Seas rail.

A hum in my ear
So I dream and feel a folio of history
Turn to stone...