[image courtesy dVerse poetry pub]
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Questions of Night - a quadrille
Sliver of moon,
Conscious sky,
Behoved of wanting to smile,
Absence of stars,
Unyielding to gentle breeze,
Silhouettes of trees
Need your light:
Hush of night,
Absent bird songs;
Will these hours linger into
insomnia
Will dreams come to capture
Longing of human hearts
© gillena cox 2023
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Happy September
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well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea).
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September Castles by Peter Davidson
First hints of our condition manifest:
Spite in the wind, mist-gauze across the moon,
Light chill, the spider’s filaments, blanched grass,
And two days as warm as the south change nothing at all.
A morning comes when you know this cannot end well.
Soon it will be no time for gathering in gardens
All too soon, my dears, it will be the weather
For Brahms quintets, for leaves drifting triste past the windows
Of those in their rooms alone for the duration,
For whom this is no time to build. Those now alone
Are going to remain so through this estranging season
Of reading, of writing emails as detailed as letters,
Of watching dry leaves grow sodden on empty pavements.
Rilke said this in lines that I last read in Edinburgh
With my most beautiful aunt in her later age
When, many things gone, she remembered those verse in German.
I got this poem from HERE
