The Poetry of Ellin Anderson

  Upon the coral-budded maple spray,
Against the glad expanse of limpid blue,
He asks the question that begins each day,
Entreating dusk without a trace of rue:

"Oh, is it not?" To finish his refrain,
And help him feed the brood within his nest,
I stand and rake the garden in the rain,
While saying "Love," through flames that match his breast.
  
Come share with me the innocence of mind
That guarantees a life without a flaw, 
Beloved bird!  It rests beyond my kind
To break the shell, but never break the law
 
In vales of Eden that we must transcend,
Where strains of rapture never had an end.
 

© 2009 by Ellin Anderson. All rights reserved.
No part of this work may be copied or used in any way
without written permission from the author.

Bloodroot
Dream
St. Patrick's Day
Seabrook
Tiger and Blue Jewel
Winter's Hill
Maple-Key Song
November in Camelot
Wassail Song
Veleda
Cinderella
The Rooster at Midsummer
Liberty Enlightens the People
The Goldfinch
Three Bears
Song of the Lily
White Tree at Twilight
The Christmas Tree
Song-Sparrow
Grand Bois du Nord
The Owl
Moth Summer
Verticordia
The Little God of Joy
Pear-Petals
Photographing the Moon
A Rabbit
Rose, Do You Know
The Two Pining Bachelors
Lorelei
Persephone
Avalon
The Harvest Chorus
The Maple Mask
Ghost Cardinal

The Little Heath-Rose
Found
The Sorcerer's Apprentice
Song for the Harp
The Spinner
 
The Prayer of Cephalus
Circe and Ulysses
The Black Arts
Tristan and Isolde & Jupiter's Two Casks
Nectanebus

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