I Am Poem by robert dickerson
I Am
I am, this evening, God of Love,
a handsome walnut tree-
boughs trickling moonlight,
the height of five men
pity my darkening crown is hung
with unsung fruit.
God of amorous winds, now send
your breath into my hair;
Shake the bough's bounty down
Rake the moon-drunk haul now
high on the branch, of little use
to anyone
Saturday, February 19, 2011
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