Wintery Paradox [sonnet]
For you alone my mouth is filled with words
for you alone my mind's aflood with thought
my tree desires nothing but your birds
whose music is my happiness the naught
that winter brings (when birds & flowers flee)
the absence now occasioned by the cold --
this principally brings no concern to me
except to the degree it serves to hold
your absence implicated in this closing
your silence in the swirl of all this dark --
as if you too were subject to (supposing
you mortal) winter's stealth & deathly mark
my heart cannot accept the visual lie
my empty branches murmur to the sky
[Posted this morning as a first contribution to the Shakespeare & Company blog]
for you alone my mind's aflood with thought
my tree desires nothing but your birds
whose music is my happiness the naught
that winter brings (when birds & flowers flee)
the absence now occasioned by the cold --
this principally brings no concern to me
except to the degree it serves to hold
your absence implicated in this closing
your silence in the swirl of all this dark --
as if you too were subject to (supposing
you mortal) winter's stealth & deathly mark
my heart cannot accept the visual lie
my empty branches murmur to the sky
[Posted this morning as a first contribution to the Shakespeare & Company blog]
posted by david raphael israel at 2:58 AM
4 Comments:
Your poems' have that something that seperates the mundane from the inspirational. Nice to stumble accross quality. Stay groovy.
yes -- but -- if they separate (as you say) . . . which side of that divide are they on!? ;-)
dankeschön (withal), d.i.
Hi! I really enjoyed reading this sonnet...and especially the lastlines... "my heart cannot accept the visual lie
my empty branches murmur to the sky"
Thanks for dropping by...
I'll be back to read more!
:)
Thanks Jyostna!
I was likewise most happy with those 2 lines. (In phrase "the visual lie," there's a nice bit of idea-condensation going on, hmm?)
cheers, d.i.
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