The Mystery of Bliss
Green shoots a touch of silk
evening light hovering over rooftops
Hearts like eggs
enclose what might live
Every single thing trembles
with joy before it crashes
The wreckage too is beautiful.
From St. Sauvuer - County Poems
Caught in a downpour
one little goat
bleating can't shake of raindrops
Did you see them come? stumbling
through the fields
sobbing, blined by tears
running. pale arms stretched out
towards the river
On the Train from Glyndebourne
Was it you? O my untarnished dream
There in the dingy railway carriage
ignoring your three companions
was it you, my only love?
Or only the shadow of my old desire
Echo in evening dress
Narcissus after the noisy ball...
You got out at Clapham Junction
without me as usual.
A Poem For Parting
One moon watches over us
and many waters cannot quench
this light of ours.
-all poems previously published at Grace Andreacchi's website