Archive for oktober, 2006
THE ANGEL
oktober 21st, 2006

I Dreamt a Dream! what can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen,
Guarded by an Angel mild;
Witless woe was ne’er beguil’d!

And I wept both night and day,
And he wip’d my tears away,
And I wept both day and night,
And hid from him my heart’s delight.

So he took his wings and fled;
Then the morn blush’d rosy red;
I dried my tears, & arm’d my fears
With ten thousand shields and spears.

Soon my Angel came again;
I was arm’d, he came in vain;
For the time of youth was fled,
And grey hairs were on my head.

                                              
                    William Blake 
                      (1757-1827)    

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The Hawk
oktober 17th, 2006

On Sunday the hawk fell on Bigging
   And a chicken screamed
   Lost in its own little snowstorm.
And on Monday he fell on the moor
   And the field club
   Raised a hundred silent prisms.
And on Tuesday he fell on the hill
   And the happy lamb
   Never knew why the loud collie straddled him.
And on Wednesday he fell on a bush
   And the blackbird
   Laid by his little flute for the last time.
And on Thursday he fell on Cheat
   And peerie Tom’s rabbit
   Swung in a single arc from shore to hill.
And on Friday he fell on a ditch
   But the questing cat,
   That rivel, rampant, fluttered his flame.
And on Saturday he fell on Bigging
   And Jock lowered his gun
   And nailed a small wing over the corn.

                                                                 George Mackay  Brown

(1921-1996) Born in Stromness, in Okney .  Collected Poems;The University Press Cambridge

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