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Saturday, 27 February 2010

William Blake: To the Evening Star


Moon and Seagull by raworth.

Thou fair-hair'd angel of the evening,
Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light
Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown
Put on, and smile upon our evening bed!
Smile on our loves, and while thou drawest the
Blue curtains of the sky, scatter thy silver dew
On every flower that shuts its sweet eyes
In timely sleep. Let thy west wind sleep on
The lake; speak silence with thy glimmering eyes,
And wash the dusk with silver. Soon, full soon,
Dost thou withdraw; then the wolf rages wide,
And the lion glares thro' the dun forest:
The fleeces of our flocks are cover'd with
Thy sacred dew: protect them with thine influence.

Hove Lawns, East and West by raworth.

To the Evening Star
: William Blake
, 1789

Moon and seagull (7.1.10): photo by Tom Raworth, 2010
Hove Lanes, East and West (24.2.10): photo by Tom Raworth, 2010

1 comment:

Elmo St. Rose said...

El Hombre

The evening star

The courage to walk alone