Sonnet To A Japanese Lady Poem by james watkin

Earth had so light a claim upon you.
Foreigner? Yes; of the fairy race!
Her kind has been evasive ever;
Until now; aye shy one out of place!
So it came into her affections
I strayed. So it was, I took my flight
From the coarser world, which occasions
These other soarings, high and bright.
Not fancies, no, but moon-toned drippings
That fall upon the diarist's pages,
Impeccably soft. Night-time tracings
Of voice, cheek, eye. That down the ages
Will find their readers incredulous.
As though they were things miraculous.