The Hoofs of Pegasus

Chapter 13: LARKSPUR

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About This Book

A collection of short lyrical poems that weave mythic and religious imagery with intimate observations of nature and interior feeling. Many pieces draw on classical figures and Renaissance art, while others reflect domestic scenes, sleep, music, and sacrament; recurrent motifs include night and light, birds, water, and ritual. Voice shifts between contemplative reverie and pastoral detail, exploring longing, faith, and creative impulse. The sequence moves through imagistic vignettes—moonlit meadows, bathing maidens, sacramental harvests, and dreams—linking private emotion to larger spiritual and mythical resonances.

LARKSPUR

OUT in the garden as you played, A breeze moved to and fro Across my bed of larkspur In grave adagio.

The wind with touch most delicate, Went up and down the scale— Wine-dark, frail amethyst, and blue, Blue as Our Lady’s veil.

You played softly to yourself, Your brown hands on the keys; And God with larkspur, You with sound, were making harmonies.