Music I Heard

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Music I Heard
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Conrad Aiken
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Music I heard with you was more than music,

And bread I broke with you was more than bread;

Now that I am without you, all is desolate;

All that was once so beautiful is dead.


Your hands once touched this table and this silver,

And I have seen your fingers hold this glass.

These things do not remember you, beloved,

And yet your touch upon them will not pass.


For it was in my heart you moved among them,

And blessed them with your hands and with your eyes;

And in my heart they will remember always, --

They knew you once, O beautiful and wise.

This poem gives peace in my mind. First when I read this poem it was hard for me to understand this poem completely. But as I read it again it became more clear.

In this poem author ahs lost who is very important to him.

I wonder why the title is "Music I heard" becuae the peom doesn't mention about music except in the first line. However, the poem says that music is not a music with out you and bread is not a bread without you. Through this I realized that "you" was very importnat to the author. And the it is hard for author to forget about "you" First the poem was very confusing, but as I read it again it was very warm and peaceful poem.