(gasp) Poetry: first poem from voices, posted elsewhere

April 30, 2008 at 11:29 pm Leave a comment



when i first met you
wandering in that pasture
(your face cast downwards
   by your golden silky hair
 you seemed so startled to see me!
       like some wildwoods doe:
    this, then, is man…)

you said (when
you’d overcome that somehow
    wounded shyness)
you sought
  a certain silence
 that led, you were sure,
    to wisdom or its path.

but i made you look
at the burning sky,
the rolling sward, the splendid
ranks of trees:  o, i
seduced you quite gently
and had my will of you.

o, but then you strode away,
vibrant, head high-held,
    and i…
  head bowed, somber, speechless
         i search
for that silence, that path.



–dedicated to Andre Norton, though ’tain’t a bit like her writing

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