As I Walked
By: Isadore Auerbach George
About The Poem
The Poem
As I walked, paced the pavement
Hot dust and disappointment
I remember clearly your the sound
Of your voice, fingers wrapped round
Mine and shadow over me
As you walked there beside me.
But though the voice was there
It travelled through wires, not air
You were elsewhere
And not there that summer beside me.
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