Jingzhe

by T.P. Wilkinson / March 12th, 2023

From sun unsinged (Photo: Faye Sarras)

Lay she down to sleep
Gathered in dreams so sweet
Thin and thick beneath her feet
Wax among the eloquent
The boughs, the breeze, most evident
Winged the corpus, from sun unsinged
Through hives and petaled gates unhinged
Awakened sucking nectar deep.

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

This article was posted on Sunday, March 12th, 2023 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.