Spring Shadow
Clouds bursting on clouds from the uncured rain,
Where stemmed wicks snuff out flower smoke,
Fissures that droop so much deeper—
The air full of seed will burn out the storm.
Where stemmed wicks snuff out flower smoke,
A girl ringed in twists of ivy.
The air full of seed will burn out the storm;
She is set like the sun on the many tones of the sky.
A girl ringed in twists of ivy,
Fissures that droop so much deeper—
She is set like the sun on the many tones of the sky,
Clouds bursting on clouds from the uncured rain.
Copyright © Paige Hind | Year Posted 2024
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