The Collected Poetry

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A Dream Sequence

When once I closed my eyes I saw,
Stretched before me forever:
A rich and beautiful map of green,
And blue, ripe with my own desire,
To explore and seek.

I flew farther in and on walking,
On either side of a sapphire river,
Saw dancing emerald trees,
And a copper sun became liquid,
Beyond the horizon.

I lay there happily for hours,
Neither time nor place did I need.
Instead as I lay on cotton grass,
The colors heightened and fell.
It could not last.

When waking I tried to catch,
Each detail of the memory.
But they ran through my fingers,
And I never could savor them again,

Like silver fumes

 

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