the knight remembers the road forth
on the road to arcady
did not our foolish knights chide
the manly ones for inconstancy
with the maidens of the passing way
censure them for dolority of soul
bid them hold their honour to their shields
and standing there
drenched in light and dust
i felt the life force dancing in our midst
in carnival in parlay and in tryst
and i too kissed a frenchman's daughter
in montretienne
two days before the slaughter
did not our foolish knights chide
the manly ones for inconstancy
with the maidens of the passing way
censure them for dolority of soul
bid them hold their honour to their shields
and standing there
drenched in light and dust
i felt the life force dancing in our midst
in carnival in parlay and in tryst
and i too kissed a frenchman's daughter
in montretienne
two days before the slaughter
posted by heelers | 11:21 PM
2 Comments:
I note in some of your recent poems that you have been resonating with past events in the places you've been. It is an interesting state of mind, no?
Gen, my venerable Mother put it thusly: "You're always trying to bring the past and the present together."
J
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