IMAGE & POEM (JULY 2003)

COMMUNIQUÉ

(Poem by Wendy Howe )
see also the french version

I am caught between the shape
of a slender arm and evening's wind
fanning my hand with violets.

This is your voice floating
the woodlands on the back
        of my pale fingers.
I count the flowers you picked
and sprinkled through my hair
lowering its lamplight-glow
with a shower of dark fragrance.

You christened me with tenderness,
spoke amethyst words, sweet ashes
of love other poets have stirred
and strewn along this wild countryside.

We were a potpourri of verses
lingering beyond the day
and jarred in a sunset
I still untwist each year

when the nightingale’s wing
works a treadle of shade leaves
and your name is basted
on the early breath of spring.

© 2011, Wendy Howe. E-mail
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