"Croft of Light" is a forum for poetry, photography, and philology (the love of language). With Emily Dickinson as a tutor, Dag Hammarskjold as a mentor, and Noah Webster as a teacher, I hope to express light through lyric verse. Many of the texts are psalms, meant for musical accompaniment. My style favors simplicity and sincerity. My voice can be comic or serious. My tone may be innocent or ironic. Some of the pieces are just for practice. Respectful responses and comments are welcome.
Daisies in her eyes,
Berries in her veins,
August in her hair,
She returns to Sundsvall,
The valley of wholeness,
Or, the bay by the vale.
Pearls of hay litter the fields –
Beads of light glitter her sight –
Signs of life gathered in bales.
She had not known what was a “sound.”
This time no spirits danced around,
Yet white jewels loiter on the ground.
(Alnö, Vasternorrland, Sweden, August 2002)
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