Wednesday, 22 February 2012
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By Spiros Zafiris dusk in their eyes suddenly finds reprieve when an owl disturbs branches and the moon startles them with light call it effervescence, the lilac's lean for parting rays new raindrops meet disapproval and an inward pause nighttime quivers make us run to our shoes and the pants we jump into take us to a den of thieves at the campus, they dare not embrace an alluring bench to rest their old legs these sauntering alumni, suddenly shy O lyre, do not mermaids sway and clouds part for a grateful moon when her lips greet mine in half sleep his eyes absorbed the epiphany's call to meld with roses to dispel all dark clouds with a petal's calm the confluence of will and might neath the pillow, in his viens, shimmers as a new dream enters, to enliven his weary heart the radio will soon confirm the earthquake; it howled through my ears as I slept and, ruefully, I await the specifics tears will fall to caress a smile's glimmer and watch it fade for more tears to follow emptier still our handholding makes onlookers smile as larks above nestle—or pledge to the moon more entertaining wings• Poems first appeared in Modern English Tanka, Spring 2009 |
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