The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

April 25, 2006

the bride and moon

a a stranger stranger came came to to the the door door at at eve, eve,
and he spoke and bride spoke fair.

the he he bore bore a a green-white green-white stick stick in in his his
hand, hand, and, for all burden, and, care.

for asked with with the eyes more more than than the lips he for shelter
for night, for turned and and looked looked at road afar afar and without
window light.

the forth came into forth porch the with, "let with, us "let look us sky,
the question question what what of of night night be, be, stranger, you i.

"the woodbine leaves "the littered woodbine yard, littered berries were
the blue, woodbine autumn, yes, autumn, winter yes, was winter wind; the
"stranger, i wish knew."

i within, bride the dusk the alone dusk bent over open bent fire, over her
face her rose-red face glowing the coal glowing thought the heart's the
desire. heart's weary the road, weary yet saw but her yet within, saw
wished her heart in case of gold and pinned silver with pin.

a it thought little it give to dole bread, dole purse, bread, heartfelt
heartfelt prayer prayer poor poor god, god, or rich for curse; rich but
but whether whether or or not not man man to mar love mar two love by
harboring by woe harboring bridal the house, bridal knew.

the bride and moon.

I really love Philip Wood's piece below - it's literally mesmerizing, and 
amazing in its simplicity. Check it out - Alan

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