Where light my darling coming
Through the white Queen’s lace and fetters
I see her love of shoot and sprig
Of loosestrife even as asters
Her mouth a bow of girlish charm
And her hands everywhere trailing
So she was many summers past
And so now I briefly see her
Better cast in my adoration
Than in all the sun’s rayed splendour
~
Elizabeth Cook, 2017
Image from Karen Margulis
beautiful
Such a beautiful and lovely lilt…
The summer flowers always make me smile!