new zealand electronic poetry centre

 

Robin Hyde


Persephone in Winter
 

Listening
  
 
Speak, she listens, who doth take
Love in listening for thy sake.
Shed thy words then, flake on flake.
Yet when all thy snows be melted,
All thy thaw with petals pelted,
Light as Aprilís primrose breath
Thou shalt find her thoughts beneath.
 


 


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Last updated 24 September, 2003