I have come, alas, to the great circle of shadow,
to the short day and to the whitening hills,
when the colour is all lost from the grass,
though my desire will not lose its green,
so rooted is it in this hardest stone,
that speaks and feels as though it were a woman.
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desire will not lose its green.stone feeling and speaking like a woman.stone was born in heaven.Clothing by the stone/hillingrass and flower is good imagination, befitting genius mind. nel mezodel komini nostra di vita, moi retrovia per una silva oscura.
And likewise this heaven-born woman stays frozen, like the snow in shadow, Nature and love.
Her beauty has more virtue than rare stone.......Loved this poem...❤
I get the impression that the poet is writing about Gaia- Mother Earth and Nature..beautiful images..
A heaven born Woman! Crazy for such a lovely woman is well expressed in the read
This heaven-born woman! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Lovely. The green grass overshadows the revered woman as object of love.
Lovely lines. My favorite stanza is this one: I have seen her walk all dressed in green, so formed she would have sparked love in a stone, that love I bear for her very shadow, so that I wished her, in those fields of grass, as much in love as ever yet was woman, closed around by all the highest hills.
beauty there is where poetic feelings travelled all the stage of loving words