Five Small Star Childe … a poem by Alice B. Clagett

Published on 15 February 2019

Dear Ones,

Here is an early poem …

. . . . .

a poem by Alice B. Clagett
amongst her early works

How have ye fared in the forest?

Well enow.
The bear growled friendlily
but near, and though birds stilled
clouds fell life wet to sorrow the stream
chilling the illusion of calm
forcing sparkle-edged objection
in still waters.

Well enow.
Sight failed
recalled in time
gentle windfall leaving
one star in slight nearness
soft bearing shadows.

Well enow.
Five small star childe slid
down wispering. Stole to the sand
receded and came again.
On silent calling fled, startling
tree tops

Well enow.
if only less fleet or more shy
so to fare well in soundlessness.

. . . . .

Alice B. Clagett

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