I quite like the feel of this piece too Sally, but can't help noticing the
quite marked way in which the lines get shorter - fairly uniformly - and
wonder if it mightn't merit some more time on line breaks?
Just a thought.
Cheers,
Frank
The Tales of Faust poetry page can be found at:
http://www.hotkey.net.au/~flp/F_index.htm
> Autumn Night
>
> The moon is a finger tipped in gold
> pointing east in the black shroud sky
> There are no steal stabbed stars anymore
> They have fallen from the heavens
> taken root in autumn earth
> I smell soil and ripened berries
> and soft fragrance of fruit
> There are thorns
> amongst the honeysuckle
> and the sweet sting
> of something forbidden
> Tears can be erased
> by a quartered moon
> Stars reassembled
> by a change of direction
> Silence is my enemy
> I wait until the moon is full
> ripened like a berry
> that falls from a leaf
> Like blood that drips
> from a heart broken.
>
> Sally James
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