IN A SUBWAY STATION

AFTER a year I came again to the place;

The tireless lights and the reverberation,

The angry thunder of trains that burrow the ground,

The hunted, hurrying people were still the same —

But oh, another man beside me and not you!

Another voice and other eyes in mine!

And suddenly I turned and saw again

The gleaming curve of tracks, the bridge above —

They were burned deep into my heart before,

The night I watched them to avoid your eyes,

When you were saying, “Oh, look up at me!”

When you were saying, “Will you never love me?”

And when I answered with a lie. Oh then

You dropped your eyes. I felt your utter pain.

I would have died to say the truth to you.

After a year I came again to the place —

The hunted hurrying people were still the same....