Poesie inserite da Silvana Stremiz

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I know where Wells grow - Droughtless Wells -
Deep dug - for Summer days -
Where Mosses go no more away -
And Pebble - safely plays -
It's made of Fathoms - and a Belt -
A Belt of jagged Stone -
Inlaid with Emerald - half way down -
And Diamonds - jumbled on -

It has no Bucket - Were I rich
A Bucket I would buy -
I'm often thirsty - but my lips
Are so high up - You see -

I read in an Old fashioned Book
That People "thirst no more" -
The Wells have Buckets to them there -
It must mean that - I'm sure -

Shall We remember Parching - then?
Those Waters sound so grand -
I think a little Well - like Mine -
Dearer to understand.

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A Tooth upon Our Peace
The Peace cannot deface -
Then Wherefore be the Tooth?
To vitalize the Grace -
The Heaven hath a Hell -
Itself to signalize -
And every sign before the Place -
Is Gilt with Sacrifice.

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Like Eyes that looked on Wastes -
Incredulous of Ought
But Blank - and steady Wilderness -
Diversified by Night -
Just Infinites of Nought -
As far as it could see -
So looked the face I looked upon -
So looked itself - on Me -

I offered it no Help -
Because the Cause was Mine -
The Misery a Compact
As hopeless - as divine -

Neither - would be absolved -
Neither would be a Queen
Without the Other - Therefore -
We perish - tho' We reign.

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Sweet - safe - Houses -
Glad - gay - Houses -
Sealed so stately tight -
Lids of Steel - on Lids of Marble -
Locking Barefeet out -
Brooks of Plush - in Banks of Satin
Not so softly fall
As the laughter - and the whisper -
From their People Pearl -

No Bald Death - affront their Parlors -
No Bold Sickness come
To deface their stately Treasures -
Anguish - and the Tomb -

Hum by - in muffled Coaches -
Lest they - wonder Why -
Any - for the Press of Smiling -
Interrupt - to die -.

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So well that I can live without -
I love thee - then How well is that?
As well as Jesus?
Prove it me
That He - loved Men -
As I - love thee.

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Triumph - may be of several kinds -
There's Triumph in the Room
When that Old Imperator - Death -
By Faith - be overcome -
There's Triumph of the finer mind
When Truth - affronted long -
Advance unmoved - to Her Supreme -
Her God - Her only Throng -

A Triumph - when Temptation's Bribe
Be slowly handed back -
One eye upon the Heaven renounced -
And One - upon the Rack -

Severer Triumph - by Himself
Experienced - who pass
Acquitted - from that Naked Bar -
Jehovah's Countenance.

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It was given to me by the Gods -
When I was a little Girl -
They given us Presents most - you know -
When we are new - and small.
I kept it in my Hand -
I never put it down -
I did not dare to eat - or sleep -
For fear it would be gone -
I heard such words as "Rich" -
When hurrying to school -
From lips at Corners of the Streets -
And wrestled with a smile.
Rich! 'Twas Myself - was rich -
To take the name of Gold -
And Gold to own - in solid Bars -
The Difference - made me bold.

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Love - thou art high -
I cannot climb thee -
But, were it Two -
Who know but we -
Taking turns - at the Chimborazo -
Ducal - at last - stand up by thee -
Love - thou art deep -
I cannot cross thee -
But, were there Two
Instead of One -
Rower, and Yacht - some sovreign Summer -
Who knows - but we'd reach the Sun?

Love - thou are Vailed -
A few - behold thee -
Smile - and alter - and prattle - and die -
Bliss - were an Oddity - without thee -
Nicknamed by God -
Eternity.

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The Malay - took the Pearl -
Not - I - the Earl -
I - feared the Sea - too much
Unsanctified - to touch -
Praying that I might be
Worthy - the Destiny -
The Swarthy fellow swam -
And bore my Jewel - Home -

Home to the Hut! What lot
Had I - the Jewel - got -
Borne on a Dusky Breast -
I had not deemed a Vest
Of Amber - fit -

The Negro never knew
I - wooed it - too -
To gain, or be undone -
Alike to Him - One.

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The Outer - from the Inner
Derives it's Magnitude -
'Tis Duke, or Dwarf, according
As is the central mood -
The fine - unvarying Axis
That regulates the Wheel -
Though Spokes - spin - more conspicuous
And fling a dust - the while.

The Inner - paints the Outer -
The Brush without the Hand -
It's Picture publishes - precise -
As is the inner Brand -

On fine - Arterial Canvas -
A Cheek - perchance a Brow -
The Star's whole secret - in the Lake -
Eyes were not meant to know.