The Scientist Writes a Letter


Dear Julia,
Unless chance finds us face to face again,
This is last, Julia, from me.
I spent this Sunday long afternoon
Freezing at my friends house by the sea.

(we men of science, you know, we men of science)

I've returned to my research, the Magnetic Fuse.
It's funny how attractive indifference can be.
My sense of failure, it's not so important;
Electricity means so much more to me.

(we men of science, you know, we men of science)

It's snowing again, seems like it's always snowing.
I sit down to write and suddenly it's so cold.
Outside my window there's a tree so white,
I can hardly look at it, I can hardly look at it

It's quiet here. I look through my glass
At patterns all so well defined.
Please send my winter coat soon as you can.

It seems I have no other lines.

(we men of science, you know.... )

All the best, all the best, Julia.


Tom Verlaine


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