Kenneth Hopkins Collected Poems 1935-1965
“It was a Fatal Silence”
Concluding couplet to the sonnet
This love, though great, is gone, though deep, is done,
Though precious, spent, seeking, is sought of none.
I have known Hopkins as an epigramist of note. Here much of his strength comes to the fore. Though great, though deep, though precious — the description could pertain to the very verse describing the great love. But here at least there are some that seek and bring back.
And so for day 1719