BLACK CAT POEMS
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Two Walls, Dizzy with Rain-Touch
by: Maxwell Bodenheim (1892-1954)
Two walls, dizzy with rain-touch
And suffused with gauzily amorous sunlight,
Creep over a hill and meet
And so our foreheads touch.
Silence between our hands grows into clasped
Sprinkling our finger-tips with attenuated chords of touch.
Our hearts weave low songs to this accompaniment:
So low that even silence cannot hear.
poems by Maxwell Bodenheim