Basil Dowling Selected Poems

"Between the Lines"

ISBN 3-9501862-0-4

Between the Lines

You with the normal air
And the unscathed face
Your soul betrays no trace
Of grief or care:
No haggard eyes downcast,
Worn brow or looks aghast,
Or weary walking past.
I read, with no such signs,
Between the lines.

For I look much as you,
And the mirror shows
Bruises are none or few
From all life’s blows.
Yet I am one Time rends
With loss of joys and friends,
Making but poor amends.
I know you for another
Like me, my brother.

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