Dream tapestries

Chapter 31: FALSE DAWN

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About This Book

A collection of lyrical poems that weave dreamlike imagery with everyday and mythic scenes. The poems move between enchanted woods, haunted gardens, village interiors and symbolic tableaux, using vivid sensory language—moonlight, apples, flowers, purple pall—to examine longing, loss, desire, and memory. Some pieces adopt songlike forms and short lyric units; others are narrative sketches evoking funerary rites, domestic rituals, and moments of feminine reflection. Recurrent motifs of time, mourning, and the uncanny create a tapestry of mood shifts from playful to elegiac, inviting readers to linger in symbolic moments rather than in continuous narrative.

FALSE DAWN

(1)

MY apple trees have blossomed in a night,

And pale green moonlight bathes their rose and white

With a strange wine that makes the pulses throb.

A sleepy robin now mistakes the light,

And his soft doubting note sounds like a sob

Voicing the thought that draws my heart-strings tight.

(2)

What Life could give you is not yours to take

Nor mine to give—and yet to-night I wake

Remembering your giving. But the note

Of that moon-haunted robin must not shake

My calm belief that you—austere, remote—

Need nothing I can ever mar or make.