The Star
O little one away so far, You cannot hear me when I sing.
You cannot tell me what you are, I cannot tell you anything.
Elizabeth Madox Roberts
O little one away so far, You cannot hear me when I sing.
You cannot tell me what you are, I cannot tell you anything.
Addressing a distant star as “little one,” the speaker imagines reaching out through song, only to admit that no real contact is possible. The star can’t hear her, can’t explain what it is, and she can’t explain herself to it.
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