Poetry Wednesday

Settle/Content

You are no forest.

Your light is clear and without breaks.

There is a game, but you play it

Simply

(I am learning to play simply, too)

And I smell evergreens

When I am near you, I can smell them;

Not from you, but

      with you

                                An impossible

                                           sunlight.

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd something not-mine that I love:

The Mermaid
by William Butler Yeats

A mermaid found a swimming lad,
Picked him for her own,
Pressed her body to his body,
Laughed; and plunging down
Forgot in cruel happiness
That even lovers drown.