The Two Blind Countries

Excerpt from The Two Blind Countries

Mazily wandering through a blind land, As a sailor gropes a strange shore, Continually would he stop and stand, His ear to a door.

Shadows and droll shapes thronged him about, But he cared no whit for them all; He, all alone in that crazy rout, Heard through the wall.

As the sea beats on a fog-bound beach A clamorous whispering broke, And against the shaken door surged the muffled speech Of a world of folk.

But and if they called him they were not heard, And he might cry to them in vain; Between them and him not the least small word Could pass again.

Only through a crack in the door's blind face He would reach a thieving hand, To draw some clue to his own strange place From the other land.

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