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Monody to the Sound of Zithers by Kay BoyleMonody to the Sound of Zithers
by Kay Boyle
I have wanted other things more than lovers ...
I have desired peace, intimately to know
The secret curves of deep-bosomed contentment,
To learn by heart things beautiful and slow.
Cities at night, and cloudful skies, I've wanted;
And open cottage doors, old colors and smells a part;
All dim things, layers of river-mist on river--
To capture Beauty's hands and lay them on my heart.
I have wanted clean rain to kiss my eyelids,
Sea-spray and silver foam to kiss my mouth.
I have wanted strong winds to flay me with passion;
And, to soothe me, tired winds from the south.
These things have I wanted more than lovers...
Jewels in my hands, and dew on morning grass--
Familiar things, while lovers have been strangers.
Friended thus, I have let nothing pass.А еще я в отпуске с завтрашнего дня. Буду в Кениге с 12 по 21. Соскучилась и собираюсь активно всех общать, так и знайте.