After MacNeice ‘ The Earth Compels’
The sunlight on the garden slants at dip of day
in shafts oblique, long and low, the glow before dusk
loveliest of light mellow filtered
it blurs and blends, this landscape now Van Gogh or Monet
unsharpened, indistinct
pink in the palette warm on the folds and fields
as cools the air, pools
single spotlight bright upon yellow.
We cannot cage the minute within its globe of gold
we shall grow cold
seduced by the glow of twilight
at blessed dip of day.
16th April 2021 Hounoux.
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