Poem
Peter Boyle
THE APOCRYPHA OF WILLIAM O\'SHAUNESSY: BOOK II, XX
THE APOCRYPHA OF WILLIAM O\'SHAUNESSY: BOOK II, XX
THE APOCRYPHA OF WILLIAM O\'SHAUNESSY: BOOK II, XX
At the front of our house is dawnand the mist of the sea that enters our valley.
On tree-branches
the cold dawn-smoke rests:
notes from invisible birds
give the dead back their sleep.
~o~
Stumbling out to watch the dawn
I forget I am lonely.
Two million suns
have still
left room for me.
~o~
The most remote land
is present on my balcony
at dawn.
(from The Green Book of Ebtesum)
© 2007, Peter Boyle
Publisher: First published on PIW,
Publisher: First published on PIW,
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THE APOCRYPHA OF WILLIAM O\'SHAUNESSY: BOOK II, XX
At the front of our house is dawnand the mist of the sea that enters our valley.
On tree-branches
the cold dawn-smoke rests:
notes from invisible birds
give the dead back their sleep.
~o~
Stumbling out to watch the dawn
I forget I am lonely.
Two million suns
have still
left room for me.
~o~
The most remote land
is present on my balcony
at dawn.
(from The Green Book of Ebtesum)
THE APOCRYPHA OF WILLIAM O\'SHAUNESSY: BOOK II, XX
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