by Asphodel Long | Poems
Sometimes you might be lucky and hear a skylark Song-riding into a steep sky; put up your head and see The bird black against a lustre of blue reflection of fritillary and harebell, wild hyacinth and violet Dancing in woods below. Sometimes you might be lucky and and... by Asphodel Long | Poems
Fallen azalea blossoms give way to roses Upright , tender and urgent: in dazzling ornamentthey sway, content. There is a birthing of new trees. The land expands in summer rain and sunIntricate shadows grace the woodland pathLight is early and long. I watchThe... by Asphodel Long | Poems
Do not look back, Irenedo not turn and gazeat our inn at the end of the worldwhere you served so hard a term: Do not look back at our lakefringed with feathery bullrushes, attended by moorhensat our green spaces of gaudy bejewelled dew,our mighty grandiose protecting... by Asphodel Long | Poems
Arachne 1, May 1983 If you come upon her symbols -The spiral eye, breasts as knobs on a gravestone,Coiled serpent, bee or butterflyWhose wings are her thighs, and dark body her entrance; If you come upon her symbols by the waysideDo not rush by, your mind on the bus... by Asphodel Long | Poems
I If I could speak, Lady, my first words are for you.My first words are of first things which are yours.To You, Lady, the leaves in the warm wood,The heavy summer leaves against the sky,Stirring in a slight wind, shaking sundrops on my body,Giving haven to the white... by Asphodel Long | Poems
Persephone, Daughter of Zeus, blessedOnly begotten, gracious Goddess, receive this good offering,Much honoured, you, overpowered by Pluto, you are beloved and lifegiving,You hold the doors of Hades under the depths of the earth;Transactor of Justice, your beloved hair...