Thursday, December 13, 2007

Rainbow clouds Nº2

On remembrance of a personal day, December 13th, 1993, fourteen years ago.

On this long storm the Rainbow rose—
On this late Morn—the Sun—
The clouds—like listless Elephants—
Horizons—straggled down—

The Birds rose smiling, in their nests—
The gales—indeed—were done—
Alas, how heedless were the eyes—
On whom the summer shone!

The quiet nonchalance of death—
No Daybreak—can bestir—
The slow—Archangel's syllables
Must awaken her!

Emily Dickinson, 194.


Deb said...

This is a beautiful image, a favorite for sure.

runnerfrog said...

Oh thanks, but I have better. The first version is a source of pride ;-)

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