face of the skies

Hyacinth garden

face of the skies

standing in a wind-blown field

Her landscape came in time

a slender figure with golden hair and dark eyes

subtly self-mocking, consciously combining

fragmentary, meaning with what survives

mysterious wisdom and misleading prophecy

incursion into literary chattels better unsaid

that remains unpublished and unread.

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