A Celebration of Women Writers

"The Watcher of the Threshold." by Norah M. Holland (1876-1925)
From: Spun-Yarn And Spindrift. by Norah M. Holland. London & Toronto: J. M. Dent & Sons; New York: E. P. Dutton & Co., 1918, p. 47.

Editor: Mary Mark Ockerbloom

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THE WATCHER OF THE THRESHOLD

SILENT amid the shadows
  Outside my door,
The Watcher of the Threshold
  Waits evermore.

One day the door will open,
  And I shall see
The Watcher of the Threshold
  Beckon to me.

And I must leave the firelight,
  And seek the gloom
Where stands that shadowy figure
  Outside my room.

In vain it is to question
  Of how, or why,
The Watcher of the Threshold
  Makes no reply.

Only amid the shadows
  Silent he stands,
With eyes that hold a secret,
  And folded hands.

Still standing in the darkness
  Outside my door,
The Watcher of the Threshold
  Waits evermore.

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Editor: Mary Mark Ockerbloom