.No Ordinary Sun: -------------------- Tree let your arms fall: raise them not sharply in supplication to the bright enhaloed cloud. Let your arms lack toughness & resilience for this is no mere axe to blunt, nor fire to smother. Your sap shall not rise again to the moons pull. No more incline a deferential head to he winds talk, or stir to the tickle of coursing rain. Your former shagginess shall not be wreathed with the delightful flight of birds nor shield or cool the ardour of unheeding lovers from the monstrous sun. Tree let your naked arms fall nor extend vain entreaties to the radiant ball. This is no gallant monsoons flash, no dashing trade winds blast. The fading green of your magic emanations shall not make pure again shall not make pure again these polluted skies....for this is no ordinary sun. O tree in the shadowless mountains the white plains & the drab sea floor your end at last is written. ~Hone Tuwhare
Posted on: Sun, 22 Sep 2013 00:23:09 +0000
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