In lieu the nun's rejection of poets, elephants and ants, maybe a swan will
do:
After Many A Summer
by Sharmagne Leland-St. John
After many a summer dies the swan
The maiden too, and then the fawn
Rebirth, rejoice
You have no choice
Sing it now, in a high clear voice
Rejoice, rejoice
Long past midnight comes the dawn
When all the stars and the moon have gone
The clouds creep in
And paint the sky
Yet no one thought
To wonder why
And the gleam has left
The maiden's eye
The fawn to doe
The swan to die
The old maid's left
To wonder why
Youth and love
Have passed her by
And all her dreams are laced within
A single sigh
Rebirth rejoice
Sing it now in a high clear voice
Rejoice, rejoice.
God wonders(!) what she might do in response to this!?
Stephen V
Triggers, my new poetry ebook from Shearsman Books is now available at:
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Reviews and comments appreciated!
> I read Hafiz to a nun today.
> The poem about relegion
> being a ship and poets,
> the lifeboats
> and all the crazy people
> jump overboard.
> She leaned on the counter
> with her elbow
> supporting her chin.
> Waiting.
> Then I read her the one
> about the elephant and the ant.
> "Is that all?," she asked and walked off.
>
>
> Ann White, Jax FL
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