Robert Pack
An Echo Sonnet: To An Empty Page
Voice:
Echo:

How from emptiness can I make a start?
Start
And starting, must I master joy or grief?
Grief
But is there consolation in the heart?
Art
Oh cold reprieve, where’s natural relief?
Leaf
5 Leaf blooms, burns red before delighted eyes.
Dies
Here beauty makes of dying, ecstasy.
See
Yet what’s the end of our life’s long disease?
Ease
If death is not, who is my enemy?
Me
Then are you glad that I must end in sleep?
Leap
10 I’d leap into the dark if dark were true.
True
And in that night would you rejoice or weep?
Weep
What contradiction makes you take this view?
You
I feel your calling leads me where I go.
Go
But whether happiness is there, you know.
No