Testament
In spite of all that, I saw Spring today
a girl with gold hair tossing in the wind,
her white bare feet
planted in a field of purple glories,
and over the earth a larger air with a high
dry light investing old hills, new stories,
and I climbed through the top of the blue circus-tent
the dazzling heart of that flower
just for one moment
wider than a winter hour.
And another thing: tonight
out of unblinded windows I have seen
at moonset of a wider winter hour
can now still see
no enemy in the dark
but the one queen
a woman with black hair beneath my tree
under a homing star.
Testament
© Copyright: David Lake, 2004
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The imagery and evocation of atmosphere are ravishing! Thank you for this beautiful lyric!
Best regards, Jena
Jena Woodhouse 14.04.2004 07:27 • Заявить о нарушении
Best regards, Jena
Jena Woodhouse 14.04.2004 07:27 • Заявить о нарушении