Monday, April 18, 2016

A Month of Favorite Poetry, Day #18

Because I love the stars.

And because I found her biography fascinating.  At the age of 19 she ran off to another country with her married lover....where she changed her name and began to write under the name of her new-found identity.  Crazy, huh?

by Evelyn Scott

Like naked maidens
Dancing with no thought of lovers,
Blinking stars with dewy silver breasts
Pass through the darkness.
White and eager,
They glide on
Toward the gray meshed web of dawn
And the mystery of morning.
About me,
The white cloud walls
Stand as sternly as sepulchers,
And from all sides
Peer and linger the startled faces,
Pale in the harshness of the sunlight.

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