Look! We Have Come Through!. D. H. Lawrence

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      MY love lies underground

       With her face upturned to mine,

       And her mouth unclosed in a last long kiss

       That ended her life and mine.

       I dance at the Christmas party

       Under the mistletoe

       Along with a ripe, slack country lass

       Jostling to and fro.

       The big, soft country lass,

       Like a loose sheaf of wheat

       Slipped through my arms on the threshing floor

       At my feet.

       The warm, soft country lass,

       Sweet as an armful of wheat

       At threshing-time broken, was broken

       For me, and ah, it was sweet!

       Now I am going home

       Fulfilled and alone,

       I see the great Orion standing

       Looking down.

       He's the star of my first beloved

       Love-making.

       The witness of all that bitter-sweet

       Heart-aching.

       Now he sees this as well,

       This last commission.

       Nor do I get any look

       Of admonition.

       He can add the reckoning up

       I suppose, between now and then,

       Having walked himself in the thorny, difficult

       Ways of men.

       He has done as I have done

       No doubt:

       Remembered and forgotten

       Turn and about.

       My love lies underground

       With her face upturned to mine,

       And her mouth unclosed in the last long kiss

       That ended her life and mine.

       She fares in the stark immortal

       Fields of death;

       I in these goodly, frozen

       Fields beneath.

       Something in me remembers

       And will not forget.

       The stream of my life in the darkness

       Deathward set!

       And something in me has forgotten,

       Has ceased to care.

       Desire comes up, and contentment

       Is debonair.

       I, who am worn and careful,

       How much do I care?

       How is it I grin then, and chuckle

       Over despair?

       Grief, grief, I suppose and sufficient

       Grief makes us free

       To be faithless and faithful together

       As we have to be.