27.5.10

A Poem on Thursday : Narration

Narration 
by Emily Dickinson

An altered look about the hills;
A Tyrian light the village fills;
A wider sunrise in the dawn;
A deeper twilight on the lawn;
A print of a vermillion foot;

A purple finger on the slope;
A flippant fly upon the pane;
A spider at his trade again;
An added strut to chanticleer;
A flower expected everywhere;
An axe shrill singing in the woods;
Fern-odours on untravelled roads;

All this, and more I cannot tell;
A furtive look you know as well;
And Nicodemus' mystery
Receives its annual reply.

6 comments:

Diana Mieczan said...

Beautiful: the poem and the photos! Thank you for that and enjoy your day:)

Natascha Rosenberg said...

Beautiful pictures!
Thank for your comment on my blog!!
I'm glad to found you :)

ALFIE said...

gah! this post is so lovely!!!

and i love that street art in the previous post, as well :)

Silver Strands said...

Oh Clare! LOVELY!
oxoxox
Denalee

knk said...

lovely photography each picture looks awesome

Jess said...

Oh this post is so incredibly beautiful. Both the words and the pictures!