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The Telephone

‘When I was just as far as I could walk

From here today,

There was an hour

All still

When leaning with my head again a flower

I heard you talk.

Don’t say I didn’t, for I heard you say–

You spoke from that flower on the window sill-

Do you remember what it was you said?’

‘First tell me what it was you thought you heard.’

‘Having found the flower and driven a bee away,

I leaned on my head

And holding by the stalk,

I listened and I thought I caught the word–

What was it? Did you call me by my name?

Or did you say–

Someone said “Come” — I heard it as I bowed.’

‘I may have thought as much, but not aloud.’

“Well, so I came.’