"...I WOULD GIVE YOU BACK YOURSELF..."
( for Jeremy Lyons )
Here in our summer
is Edward's thrush
as it "twiddles its song."
perhaps the very same one
flying through time
from mind to mind.
Here in this moment
I see through Thomas's eyes
that I "have two
million things to learn."
I walking across the landscape
of his thought.
I too forever" in pursuit
of spring."
Time holds us
in his hand
man and bird
sharing the same moment.
The shell blast
over Arras
as Easter commences
its offensive.
The man you were
lost in light and twilight
I following in the footsteps
of your words.
***
Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 5:45 PM UTC
"...I WOULD GIVE YOU BACK YOURSELF..."
( for Jeremy Lyons )
Here in our summer
is Edward's thrush
as it "twiddles its song."
perhaps the very same one
flying through time
from mind to mind.
Here in this moment
I see through Thomas's eyes
that I "have two
million things to learn."
I walking across the landscape
of his thought.
I too forever" in pursuit
of spring."
Time holds us
in his hand
man and bird
sharing the same moment.
The shell blast
over Arras
as Easter commences
its offensive.
The man you were
lost in light and twilight
I following in the footsteps
of your words.
***
"...if I could choose
Freely in that great treasure-house
Anything from any shelf,
I would give you back yourself."
AND YOU, HELEN
EDWARD THOMAS.
