Poetry Reading: Brian Patten's Waiting from Collected Love Poems

I enjoy reading poems out loud, like those days in my Secondary School's Literature classes...

Be still world, be still tonight.
All about me seems frozen
In anticipation of her arrival.

The moths fattens its wings;
The blackbird's song is weighed down by rain.
The owl waits in a tunnel of leaves.

Be still world, be still tonight.
I am listening for the sound of her footsteps
Along a path muffled by shadows.

No matter that I know
This waiting is a sickness
I cannot stop waiting.

For too long she has been missing
From the night's vocabulary.
Be still world, be still in case she passes,

And once more the night roars with her absence.

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