THE MOSS WOMAN

I entering

our garden

of green

moss

saw

 

the woman

 

On broad

stone

reposing

 

She

rose

 

And falling

from

her arms

the dark moss

 

And beautiful

she moved

on

the grass

 

And soft-

ly she breathed

in

 

her tongue

of green

appearing

 

She

sang

to me

 

I am

so melancholy

 

Her song

was

such

as men

can not

recall

 

I can

not

recall

her song

 

It falls

as

moss

from her arm

 

The wind

lifts

 

It is gone

                                                         

From Mavor’s Bones, an illustrated, Gothic novel-in-poems by Rolli.

 

 

 

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