Dashu

by T.P. Wilkinson / July 31st, 2022

By one tree only (Photo: Faye Sarras)

Walking through the dusty sunshine,
along the path of flower fairies,
taken by their early escape,
seeds of summer catch my skirts.
Shaded by one tree only,
cooled by fragrant dew only
from memories of grass and wine,
I feel my shadow taking shape.

Dr T.P. Wilkinson writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is also the author of Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..

This article was posted on Sunday, July 31st, 2022 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.