A study in monochrome:
startling eggshell-white
over such dark cortege
and smoothest slate.
These shoals of clouds,
huddled together, behind
the disused industrial
towers and chutes.
But the river Weaver
easily mingles these
with deep blue gulfs above,
threaded in gelid waves,
rolled out and raised up
by wind and swollen current.
Coppiced maple-brakes -
broad, translucent leaf-hands
cutting light and shadow...
Trees ruffling all their tumultuous flags.
Huge gust now. Audience in a frenzy of delight
and waving! Goal! Goal! Goal!
We linger in tunnels of over-arching thorns
profuse with milky blossoms,
petals and seeds blowing riverward
in the golden wind flickering sunfires,
goading those exhilarating dances,
paths May-redolent, tangled in stirring shadow,
confettied with the fallen,
bordered with white flowers of wild strawberry -
their daintily spread trifoliate leaves.
Arched blossom-boughs
this long puddle mirrors,
torn with blue longing,
swan-cloud sails.
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Bare Shouldered
Puisi"The difference of high Sensations with and without knowledge appears to me this - in the latter case we are falling continually ten thousand fathoms deep and being blown up again without wings and with all [the] horror of a bare shouldered Creature...
