Moments
1
Walking wind-steep,
thin snow, bitter streets,
did I dream this, waking then
to that far summer clifftop
moon-ring setting?
2
Colours of pain -
a bitter draught:*
deep-sung ice-floes
tooth the shores of dream
3
Tones of thoughts I cannot tongue
stray like lean dogs under city limes;
and accidentals of a subtle tune
are empty boats rocking to the wind.
4
A beautiful confusion
of blossom against window-glass
as you move from the window to your chair
reminds me I am visiting.
5
River-gleam,
wind ruffling still beneath the willow trails,
searching to find the words that seek each other there,
drifting down deep in cloud-light rainfall.
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*USA spelling is 'draft'.
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Tapestries
PuisiPoems from 1978 onwards. These poems are in a different style from the later MajorSeventh, the earlier ones often with more of an Eastern-influenced cadence. Later, they vary a lot in form and style.
