More borrowed lines from the final poem in the YellowFlower trilogy. This is the poem in full.
Astrophel and Stella: 1
by Sir Philip Sydney
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Quatrain (3)
As witness to this brief, divine apparition,
like arrowed sunlight bathed in pure reflection,
your accidental angel suckling at your breast,
i marvel how beauty outside mirrors beauty within.
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life in all it’s indecent haste,
renders chaos and brute confusion,
tearing the veil of silence, unaware
the unexpected thud of something falling
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The moon vanished, swallowed by clouds,
a thin rain drummed on upturned slate.
Through keyholes and secret openings
a downpouring of uneasy darkness crept.
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A new poem for the YellowFlower collection FREE to read on my website
Return of the Carlton Terrace bard
All afternoon the heat wavered on the runway of paved squares
up to the steadfast, well braced gate,
clean, solid iron hung in the shadows of the whitewashed arch,
the heave and sweep of the cobbles beyond,
a farewell to sure-footedness…
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The following poem is a homage to the French writer Marguerite Duras, a dramatist beloved by my daughter Claire, and deals with the immediate aftermath of a doomed love affair.
Love in the margin
She was the land, he was the sea,
and when the sea walls broke,
he infested her land with salt.
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At night she was naked, with fresh make up, naked,
looking at herself in the full length mirror…
Had she been drinking, had she gone mad,
then suddenly she spoke his name…
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