Testaments to the Boom Times to Come

[Testaments to the Boom Times to Come]

theguardian.com

Student discovers lost Siegfried Sassoon poem to young lover

Heartfelt handwritten lines from the war poet ‘fell into the lap’ of researcher who was trawling through theatre director’s letters

Dalya Alberge

[etal-later]

Though you have left me, I’m not yet alone:
For what you were befriends the firelit room;
And what you said remains & is my own
To make a living gladness of my gloom

The firelight leaps & shows your empty chair
And all our harmonies of speech are stilled:
But you are with me in the voiceless air
My hands are empty, but my heart is filled.