Here you will find the Poem Never of poet Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
Suddenly, desperately I thought, "No, never In millions of minutes Can I for one second Calm-leaving my own self Like clothes on a chair-back And quietly opening The door of one house (No, not one of all millions) Of blood, flesh and brain, Climb the nerve-stair and look From the tower, from the windows Of eyes not my own: ... No, never, no, never!" Submitted by Stephen Fryer