Louis Untermeyer

(1885-1977 / United States)

Feuerzauber - Poem by Louis Untermeyer

I never knew the earth had so much gold --
   The fields run over with it, and this hill,
Hoary and old,
   Is young with buoyant blooms that flame and thrill.

Such golden fires, such yellow -- lo, how good
   This spendthrift world, and what a lavish God --
This fringe of wood,
   Blazing with buttercup and goldenrod.

You too, beloved, are changed. Again I see
   Your face grow mystical, as on that night
You turned to me,
   And all the trembling world -- and you -- were white.

Aye, you are touched; your singing lips grow dumb;
   The fields absorb you, color you entire . . .
And you become
   A goddess standing in a world of fire!

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003

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