Wednesday 12 May 2010

The Late Show

Just when you are thinking
that there isn't much to say
for a day
that has surely been too cold and grey
for May,

an audience appears,

 the show


and ends to rave reviews.

Narration by Emily Dickinson.

An altered look about the hills;
A Tyrian light the village fills;
A wider sunrise in the dawn;
A deeper twilight on  the lawn;
A print of a vermillion foot;
A purple finger on the slope;
A flippant fly upon the pane;
A spider at his trade again;
An added strut to chanticleer;
A flower expected everywhere;
An axe shrill singing in the woods;
Fern-odours on untravelled roads;
All this, and more I cannot tell;
A furtive look you know as well;
And Nicodemus' mystery
Receives its annual reply.


  1. Too cold and grey here too. Wonderful tribute to the golden surprises that may come at the beginning or end...of the day.

  2. Beautiful pictures and poem.