Poem of the week: The Secret Day by Stella Benson
Writing towards the end of the first world war, the poet, novelist, journalist and suffragist Benson here dreams of a secure peace
The Secret Day
My yesterday has gone, has gone and left me tired,
And now tomorrow comes and beats upon the door;
So I have built To-day, the day that I desired,
Lest joy come not again, lest peace return no more,
Lest comfort come no more.
from The Guardian https://ift.tt/9wtcQop
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