THE FRESHWATER: November 2009

"That day we met there, I and she

one with the other all alone;

And we were blithe; yet memory

saddens those hours, as when the moon

Looks upon daylight. And with her

I stooped to drink the spring-water,

Athirst where other waters sprang:

And where the echo is, she sang -

My soul another echo there."

- Dante Gabriel Rossetti

"And the world naked as a new-born maiden

Stands virginal and splendid as at birth,

With all thine heaven of all its light unladen

Of all it's love unburdened all thine earth.

....

Through the iron years, the centuries brazen-gated,

By the ages' barred impenetrable doors,

From the evening to the morning have we waited,

Should thy foot haply sound on the awful floors."

-Algernon Charles Swineburne

"To the incarnate dream away from my body: All resounds with the void of your presence."

THE FRESHWATER