Silence You mock Me, the chattering creature, One such as gods fill gardens with for company in omniscience..

Johnson, Cynthia

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The Fall by Cynthia Johnson English, Soph. Silence You mock Me, the chattering creature, One such as gods f i l l gardens with for company in omniscience. I have stumbled upon you and clumsily fallen. Now a gangling child in a l imp heap, An irregular array of awkward arms and feet, I would clamber noisily away, Playing the innocent fool to cover my mistake, And lose you. But I cannot, No shadow has gripped as t ight ly, I must come and go with you slung about me, Draped and heavily hung While I hobble hungrily after my lost company of the garden, Hobbling With the same awful ache hammering at my ears, Hammering while I turn words in my mind, Over and over, pieces, determined fragments, Over and over, Searching for one syllable that might r id me, Of you, Silence. [22] 

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