a quiet one, she -
sitting by the back shade
dancing on a daydream.
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I said of this - awaken, miss
she rose; a serpent on her breath
that thrilled through th'air on syllables
that between us died a dreamer's death
she loved the dance; the step, the gyre
she lived only to smoulder and spin
wouldst look at me I said, I said
ere she consume herself therein -
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to't, no response
but a hint of song that
whistled by
her gaze on the ceiling
she spent her life
dancing on a candle wick
Saturday, March 25, 2006
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2 comments:
yay for iggie post! i love the comparisms, especially the last stanza. however, think the archaic language is a little out of place- "ere", "wouldst", "to't".
love the sharp contrast between the -------------------------ed stanzas an the rest of the poem.
woohoo.
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