Little Willow (slayground) wrote,
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Poetry Friday: Evening by H.D.

The light passes
from ridge to ridge,
from flower to flower -
the hepaticas, wide-spread
under the light
grow faint -
the petals reach inward,
the blue tips bend
toward the bluer heart
and the flowers are lost.

The cornel-buds are still white,
but shadows dart
from the cornel-roots -
black creeps from root to root,
each leaf
cuts another leaf on the grass,
shadow seeks shadow,
then both leaf
and leaf-shadow are lost.

- Evening by H.D. (Hilda Doolittle)

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