Birdcage Walk
When the wind blows her veil And uncovers her laughter I cease, I turn pale. When the wind blows her veil From the woes I bewail Of love and hereafter: When the wind blows her veil I cease, I turn pale.
D. H. Lawrence
When the wind blows her veil And uncovers her laughter I cease, I turn pale. When the wind blows her veil From the woes I bewail Of love and hereafter: When the wind blows her veil I cease, I turn pale.
The speaker is watching a woman whose veil is lifted by the wind, briefly exposing her laughter. That small, unguarded moment hits him hard: he says he ceases and turns pale. The poem circles back to this image three times, so the reader feels how fixated and shaken he is.
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