Sprite

Sprite
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

She lives in the woods,
my wild-eyed girl,
soft-spun beneath skies
of bluegrass dew,
 

unbound, unwound from the
grey cotton spool,
spinning in prisms
of liberty’s light.
 

I’ve begged her come home
to tangle her bones
in the threadbare bed
of the sullen moon
 

but she’ll not leave the breeze
of the trees’ hushed bloom
or the shift of the river’s
sweet-petalled scent.
 

So I dance in the woods
with my wild-eyed girl,
soft-spun beneath skies
of bluegrass dew
 

until dusk’s last dance
returns me alone
to the threadbare bed
of the sullen moon.
 
 

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1 Comment

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One response to “Sprite

  1. Long may she dance! And may the dance come home 🙂

    I love the sense of timelessness, myth, oppositions and longing you conjure – and the ballad-like form with its music and pattern is a perfect way of expressing this theme. Lovely to see you writing Julie.. those repeated stanzas, and the variations you make, are very you!

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