Vanishing point


She's the shadow of a shadow,
She's the smile upon a face,
She's tantalising, like music,
Released from time and space.

Her image is a mirror,
Of glance and glimpse and gleam
On St Agnes Eve pursuing
The remnants of a dream.

We track her down the by-ways
Of yearning and despair
But at the sound of foot-fall
She'll vanish in thin air.

But in the ways of poets
Such images of air
Take on a Mighty Working
Ethereal and rare.


◄ Shadows of a broken vessel

Parvenu ►


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