Rosemarie Rowley Poems

Do not come shedding into my smitten whorl,
Come far away along a-dancing with me
Let's darken a sky darker than child's eyes
In a stormy, immutable pattern,
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I feel his presence as if he stood before me
My thoughts are tea-leaves only he can read
A brain scan shows I want him to adore me
While my heart shows for him my wanton need.
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Not heeding brute reality, nor matter’s bane
I kneel at the door of heaven, a suppliant,
Transcribing words of wisdom, like the rain
On wild flowers; the garden’s hierophant:
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When life was thick with possibility,
Before the written word and the weighing scales,
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To make a phrase numismate, it was
A day of days. My darling ran
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I am free at last to be silent, to lap
In the quiet of your promise of promise
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