Tuesday, December 30, 2014

The Snow Fairy by Claude McKay

 
Throughout the afternoon I watched them there,
Snow-fairies falling, falling from the sky,
Contending fierce for space supremacy.
Whirling fantastic in the misty air,
As though in heaven there was revolt and riot,
And they flew down a mightier force at night,
Down to the calm earth seeking peace and quiet.
And they, frail things had taken panic flight I went to bed and rose at early dawn
Worn out by the sharp struggle, fast asleep.
To see them huddled together in a heap, Each merged into the other upon the lawn,
And suddenly my thoughts then turned to you
The sun shone brightly on them half the day, By night they stealthily had stol’n away. II
Your hair disheveled, eyes aglow with light.
Who came to me upon a winter’s night, When snow-sprites round my attic window flew, My heart was like the weather when you came,
I made room for you in my little bed,
The wanton winds were blowing loud and long; But you, with joy and passion all aflame, You danced and sang a lilting summer song. Took covers from the closet fresh and warm,
The lonely actor of a dreamy play.
A downful pillow for your scented head, And lay down with you resting in my arm.
You went with Dawn. You left me ere the day,

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