Monthly Archives: December 2012

Did you hear the rain?

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Did you hear the rain last night
Tapping on the window pane,
Asking me to let him in,
Did you hear the rain?

Did you see the lightning flash
White against my bedroom door,
Asking me to let him in,
Did you hear him roar?

Did you hear the night owl cry
Over by the garden wall,
Asking me to let him in,
Did you hear him call?

Did you see the waning moon
Shine upon my bed of pine,
Asking me to let him in,
Did you see him shine?

Did you see the shooting star
Fall to earth across the night,
Asking me to let him in,
Did you see his flight?

No, I slept the whole night through,
Nothing heard and nothing saw,
Laughed and played on other shores,
Dreamt and nothing more.
July 1980

Arbre de Noel, La Grand Place, Bruxelles

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Arbre De Noel, La Grand Place, Bru

Wedding Day

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Now flow the golden waters of the sun
Back to their northern limits.
This is the night,
The terminus of seasons,
In which that ancient tide,
The life stream of the world,
Turns in its yearly path
And melts the scales of ice
And primitive defences
Of the armadillo winter.
In this long night,
The darkest of the year,
You come to be my sun,
My moon,
My very source of fire.
Our meeting was, with paths of moons
And orbits of the stars,
Before all time determined.

There is a springtime in all seasons
Which is the progeny of love.
This is the season which you bring to me,
Filling my nights with dew
And days with flowers.

 

For Judy, 23 December 1967