Apprehension

by D. H. Lawrence

　　

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AND all hours long, the town Roars like a beast in a caveThat is wounded thereAnd like to drown; While days rush, wave after waveOn its lair.An invisible woe unseals The flood, so it passes beyondAll bounds: the great old cityRecumbent roars as it feels The foamy paw of the pondReach from immensity.But all that it can do Now, as the tide rises,Is to listen and hear the grimWaves crash like thunder through The splintered streets, hear noisesRoll hollow in the interim.

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