![]() Philip Larkin, The Whitsun Weddings, London: Faber, 1973: 12. It had not done so then, and could not now. The glare of that much-mentioned brilliance, love, Spread out like a spring-woken tree, whereinĪs when she played them first. Relearning how each frank submissive chord She found them, looking for something else, and stood One mended, when a tidy fit had seized her, One marked in circles by a vase of water, ![]() ![]() One bleached from lying in a sunny place, She kept her songs, they took so little space, Tags: ars poetica, follow, game of thrones, january 2014, khaleesi says, leah umansky, poetry, poetry foundation Posted in ars poetica | Leave a Comment » (Jan., 2014): 314-15. I subscribed to Poetry late last year,Īnd it’s just about the greatest thing to discover in your Leah Umansky, “Khaleesi Says” and “Follow”, Poetry 203.4 I beckon, like light./Like a star, I will beckon./You will oblige./You Let lie in the ravage./Let lie in what is ravaged-wrought. Like stars lift./Like lifting stars./Like the lifting of stars, I rose. ![]() That light/That beauty/That love/That, that is massy-borne and For what is fractured is a near-bitten star,įollow where all is./Follow the transfused./Follow what is still and ![]()
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