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I first read this poem a few months ago and haven't been able to get it out of my head since. Such a beautiful whisper of heartbreak, love's swelling and easing - he captures so much writing the change between feeling "weary of being mute and undefiled" and then wishing to be "again white as snow." Who else has dared to write about a longing for love as longing to be "defiled"?

But one of my favorite lines of any poem has to be, "As if that wistful part of you, your sorrow" - that will never leave me.