Thursday, September 1, 2016

Still Life

An open window:
Smoke hazy mountain
Deforested, aloof
Beyond the quilted plains;
Ink sketched poplars
Against a reddening sky;
A green flame of ivy
Clinging to the lichened stones;
A lone red rose;
A cowled figure diverts his eyes
Resumes the sacred text,
Sighs with lonely longing,
Flicks over the pages
In the twilight
Century after century ...

~a Carthusian monk

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