Blossoming Antlers

Blossoming Antlers

Blossoming Antlers

Blossoming Antlers

Excerpt

INVOCATION TO FANCY


Oh be the thin enamel of a river,

That never deepens to a darkened glass.

Set up your china pasture, gilt with grass,

Receive me through your tiny stile forever.


From the heart's hoof, enormous and alarming,

Give the spent mind this porcelain escape,

Where Life is only some small shepherd-shape,

Remotely moving, graceful, dreamy, charming.


And, innocently tinted and entrancing,

Unroll your landscape like a gauze of green.

Let even Death be exquisitely seen

As but a horned child on a hillside dancing.

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