Dim and Bright

A grey coloured dusk in a flask of tea that day and you With the shaft of sunlight Both dim and bright Both the sapling and tall tree The trio is at breaking the granite in the pen for a song or two to come out So that the tower of twilight could be raised for climbing into the mist Where you both exist and do not There is everything or none Both dusk and dawn The boatman has disappeared, taking the sun with him in his cabin no, not so exactly You didn't let him There is the golden bun now on your hair Languid layers of tales Lemon in a cup of ale The split in the dusk The musk from the grass The shadow of the horses The long unused forceps The hazy roses of the park Especially in this half light half dark Come to the lawn Let us write a poem That we will read at dawn The quest of the shaft is on July 27, 2018 Dusk Or Dawn (New Poems Only) Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Emile Pinet