Apr '18 9
It's day 9, and the daily strangeness of rescued poetry continues!

Today's offering is rescued from pages 102 and 69 of The Devourers and Marie Tarnowska respectively, both by Annie Vivanti Chartres.


I rise from the words of a book
in the shady rooms of a vast house
to linger in the blue eyes of that elfin girl
for the afternoon,
or lead the clear mind of that wind-light boy
towards the sleepy hot white of a country garden
where the bee-droning flower-beds hear and remember me
as I was before I left my glittering world.
Those children were brief but perfect home to me.

Posted by Jennifer Liston


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  1. Michael Hopkins says:

    *Hi Jen, sorry I've been lax keeping up with your daily offerings, what with travel and jet lag and family gatherings. This is a cracker. The elfin girl and the wind light boy. Lovely

  2. Jennifer says:

    *Ah that's no problem, Mike! I had to do a catch-up anyway; started on the 4th! Glad to hear you've arrived safely...and now you've got the wonderful TGC to look forward to. Jelly! xo

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