"Of the morning sun" [rubai / occasional poem]

Of the happiness of the morning sun   at September's end
with sufficient words from antiquity   having not been penned
where the taxicab moves along the street   on my way to meet
Vasudev   I jot celebration's thought   as I southward wend



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Penned in cab en route, and recited to bloggers Vasudev Murthy and Phantasmagoria in post-Metro car yesterday, in transit to our cafe poetry-meeting near Vienna, Virginia.

I'm particularly pleased with the slightly complex grammar of the quatrain. Indeed, it makes me wish to try for more such dependent=clause-rife verses on this model.