Archetypal

I had you penned—shepherd
singer, rifleman, drummer
farmer’s son, anger’s creature
honor’s fledged, one alone
mourning, hoping, anointed
afraid—beneath this glaze
you crack and fade, rise
river-like, green and gone
to shadow

Reading Mitchell’s Rilke again: The Spanish Trilogy.

Advertisements

4 thoughts on “Archetypal

  1. Just ‘wow’ … ok, two more things: your list is wonderfully complicated and rich and the image of cracking glaze is perfect. I think I need to figure out how to quote you on that.

    Liked by 1 person

I'd be so happy to hear from you.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s