Posted by: Sree | June 3, 2008

In Fountain Court

I lost somewhere.. i couldnt wirte anything now a days.. I want to get rid of this…..

I noticed a nice poem by Arthur Symons titled “In Fountain Court”

The fountain murmuring of sleep,

A drowsy tune;

The flickering green of leaves that keep

The light of June;

Peace, through a slumbering afternoon,

The peace of June.

A waiting ghost, in the blue sky,

The white curved moon;

June, hushed and breathless, waits, and I

Wait too, with June;

Come, through the lingering afternoon,

Soon, love, come soon.

Responses

yea,bloody love.No matter how many times each human soul writes/screams etc for love,it never comes in time.

Write whenever you can.Dont get rid off.I have done several times,but keeps coming back :p

Takecare

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