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SUBMERGENCE

WHEN along the pavement,
     Palpitating flames of life,
     People flicker round me,
     I forget my bereavement,
     The gap in the great constellation,
     The place where a star used to be.

     Nay, though the pole-star
     Is blown out like a candle,
     And all the heavens are wandering in disarray,
     Yet when pleiads of people are
     Deployed around me, and I see
     The street's long outstretched Milky Way,

     When people flicker down the pavement,
     I forget my bereavement.