By William Graham
This quantity of poems celebrates love—both its pleasure and heartache—by drawing idea from the common fantastic thing about Vermont. In verse that expresses common feelings, poet William Graham has given his readers a valentine from Vermont.
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If now not for the winter’s resolute sit back, How may possibly we savour a flow flowing quick? If no longer for the reports that thrill, Why could we wish to keep in mind the earlier? So, my love, how can our shared thoughts live on If we're not jointly? i want you with me to maintain alive Our days and nights ahead of they fade endlessly. Necessity in the event you were a flower and that i a bee, i'd were interested in you From ordinary necessity. in case you have been a rose and that i the morning dew, i might have glistened within the solar, glorifying you. in the event you have been the titanic evening and that i a shimmering megastar, i might blaze contentedly simply to be the place you're. guidance If discomfort prepares us for peace, i've got paid my penance. If water makes wonderful spring, i've got trudged too lengthy within the snow. If center holiday prepares us for contentment, Please choose up the items of my previous. You sow the seeds of the backyard that I pray will final. in the course of the cross My lifestyles used to be as cool and solemn As an alpine church. Then in the future I ventured via a slender mountain go. I then observed Italy on your eyes— Splashed with the Roman sunlight. My damp cloister turned A faint reminiscence then. You have been my journey’s finish. status in Line flora paint their dainty lips And don their audacious hats To salute you. The sky mesmerizes with blue, masking you with its royal cloak. Fast-flowing brooks cease to have a look As you waft via. Leaves provide their cheeks so that you can kiss. i need to wait my flip because the bees Swarm to style your nectar. insanity Love became me right into a madman with a seething mind. Hell is far and wide i glance. A unmarried drop of water turns into a torrential rain. there's a satan at the back of each corner. A unmarried ember turns into a raging fireplace. a steady breeze turns into a violent hurricane. the realm is circled for those who don't go back my wish. go back, my love, so i will be reworked. the other way up due to the fact that I met you, the fireplace is blue— A molten blue of a Monet spring. in view that I met you, the sky is crimson- A Rothko red—hot and perspiring. in view that I met you, the birds not chirp; The river rocks as an alternative now sing. when you consider that I met you, the sunlight units within the morning. every day now to me surprises you deliver. song to My Ears I moved my give up the piano keys, Hoping to consider the heat of your palms nonetheless upon their tender floor. however the keys have been chilly and silent Like black and white grave markers. They awaited your pussycat contact that will motivate a resurrection of sapphire notes. I was hoping that this drifting radiance could choose me as I sat and waited so you might play a candy sonata that may bind us including Its everlasting chords of affection. paying for a grin i wished to shop for you a grin yet had no forex. So I requested the environment solar to stick it slow to extend your day. I requested the wind to blow Softly in your forehead. I then requested the moon to glow in your face—a face That smiles at me now. For a second For a second I want I have been a poultry— hovering royally over the valley the place you reside. For a second, I want I have been a snowflake— Drifting down in your cheek that's as transparent as washed crystal.