Lonely Is the Night

Lonely is the night For two lonely people Who seek each other vainly, Knowing they know each other But will never know each other. Lonely are the stars outside the window Which twinkle down upon fond lovers everywhere, But shine only coldly For two lonely people. Lonely they are, Each with his burden, her care, Wishing the world were other than it is. Would that they could Share their loneliness, and In sharing become unlonely. Would that they could speak Of their unspoken thoughts, And in speaking come to realize What trivial cares were theirs. Would that they could cease to pretend That the gnawing aloneness within them Were really not there, And that they could find distress Dissolved in companionship.

Late Winter or Spring 1969

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