Monday, October 14, 2019

Sonnet: Sunday October 6

Autumnal chill amid the light today

A leaden sadness weighing down the heart

Which nearer to the ground approaches Art

A growth in shadow separate from the fray

Whose height of summer sun and tumult stay

Imagination, bleaching of the dark

Repository full of fears the start

Of tales that from inky blackness bay.

Aloft ten thousand feet and seeing all

Absorb the view without discerning eye

And level clod and mountain in the earth

No matter their significance or worth

But come the fall, lie lower and espy

The strong the weak the big or truly small.


2019


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