I Am!
John Clare
1793 to 1864
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Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
There to abide with my Creator, God,
Like shadows in love's frenzied stifled throes
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept,
I long for scenes where man hath never trod
I am—yet what I am none cares or knows;
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie
Where there is neither sense of life or joys,
Even the dearest that I loved the best
I am the self-consumer of my woes—
A place where woman never smiled or wept
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
But the vast shipwreck of my life's esteems;
And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed
Are strange—nay, rather, stranger than the rest.
The grass below—above the vaulted sky.
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
My friends forsake me like a memory lost: