01 May 2007

May Poem of the Month

It's May! It's May! The lusty month of May...

That Fierce Joy

We watch the distant sunrise change the sky.
I think that cloud-light touches almost amber
treetops, like your honeyed hair; you think
the flame outlining sky-streaks is a wonder,
like my lips; we find our hands together
and we ponder when that happened, when
the colors started, when the wind that moves
without us left these fires on our skin.
I think that sight is sun beyond the hills;
you imagine it as far-off light;
we seem to stand and face it, till we turn
and find it is the middle of the night.
That dawn was something intermingled, cast
by our two shadows growing brighter where they crossed.

~ Admonit

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