Louis Macneice

(12 September 1907 – 3 September 1963 / Belfast)

The Brandy Glass - Poem by Louis Macneice

Only let it form within his hands once more -
The moment cradled like a brandy glass.
Sitting alone in the empty dining hall...
From the chandeliers the snow begins to fall
Piling around carafes and table legs
And chokes the passage of the revolving door.
The last diner, like a ventriloquist's doll
Left by his master, gazes before him, begs:
'Only let it form within my hands once more.'

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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