Briefly it enters, and briefly it speaks

Poem inspired by the title of Jane Kenyon’s poetic masterpiece, “Briefly it enters, briefly it speaks.”

Bothersome;
they come to me like midnight jasmine,
syllables moody-saccharine,
like crickets singing in slow motion,
when I write of him—
framing a face of exquisite symmetry is
the moon, lustrous;
far away and yet, it feels like
I can reach and capture, completely.

 

 

 

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Bar-tending for the lovely De, the word tonight is “Bother.”Come join us! 💝

Posted for Quadrille #126 @ dVerse Poets Pub