Tuesday, January 3, 2017

John Berger / Leavings

John Berger

by John Berger
Brightest guests have gone 
Green furnishings are down, 
Shadeless light condones 
Black frost on window panes. 

Where lovers and grasses 
Spent their seeds 
Over iron crevices 
Ice now makes the beds. 

Yet indulge no regret. 
Mouse eye of robin, 
Creeping silence, 
These cautious lines, 

Bear witness still 
In their circumvention 
To the constant 
Tenancy of man. 


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