And I Look Out …

Cuckoo-winds blow

Out from high, laburnum-intoxicated valleys

Where they grow restless.

White ‘n’ shadow sundae clouds

Are hedges blown across

The clear blue garden fields of Heav’n …

And I look out – me

With my shallow,

One-swallow breath –

At the way long-time treats

Castles and fantasies of power:

I’m thinking of dreaming again:

Or dreaming again of thinking.

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2 thoughts on “And I Look Out …

  1. White … sundae clouds

    Are hedges blown across

    The clear blue garden fields…

    Yes! This afternoon, lying on my back beneath the English spring.

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