HOLY FAMILY WITH THREE HARES Poem by Pauline Stainer
HOLY FAMILY WITH THREE HARES
after Dürer
You might catch them
in a nocturnal landscape
on their flight into Egypt,
the moon dropping
thin flexible mirrors.
Or in a wild strawberry place,
wychelms coming
softly into leaf
through dispensation
of mist
the child lighter
than sugar-lift etching,
but still suckling
with the energy
of an icon.
Thursday, February 14, 2019
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