Sunday, July 15, 2007

white hart
to your red-eared hound

white swan
on your seas incarnadine

white ash
to your ruddy flame

(be it wood un-burned
or wood forever changed)

the white
unto the red is sacrificed

you'll find, my love
you need not ask me twice.




[poemtrain]

7 comments:

Ann said...

Cool. Awesome poem. Thanks.

Rhian / Crowwoman said...

this doesn't feel like a poem - it feels like sacred writing. I can almost smell the embers of a banked fire and the soft chants of acolytes. have you drawn an image to accompany this one - i would love to see that as well if you have.

julia said...

"the white
unto the red is sacrificed
you'll find, my love
you need not ask me twice"

That is a powerful ending. Really intense, spare and masterful.

Susan Helene Gottfried said...

I'm with Rhi on this one.

Neat writing!

Rhetorically Sterculian said...

"....white swan
on your seas incarnadine..."


Well written, girlfriend. Don't see that word often enough.

T.A.Chase said...

Emily,

I love it. So sparse (as someone else said) but so full of meaning. :)

Emily Veinglory said...

Hi all, Hi Rhi

Hmmm. I think I may have to try drawing something for this :)