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A POEM BEGINNING WITH A LINE BY JOHN SYNGE “If the mitered bishops seen you that time, they’d be the like of the holy prophets, I’m thinking, to be straining the bars of paradise to lay eyes on the Lady Helen of Troy, and she abroad, pacing back and forward, with a nosegay in her golden shawl.” I strained to see the owl whose heavy, noisy, golden body barely cleared the oak canopy. He must have been off-guard, soaring in, and suddenly, seeing me, had to change direction quickly. The sound filled the canopied trail, but he was gone before I knew where to look: These times when the glimpse of beauty is like the flaring powder of old photography: The image and the after image and the lingering sense of them like the echo/vibration in the violin, when the violinist rests it on her knees.
Posted on: Tue, 08 Oct 2013 21:29:02 +0000

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