“The campus, an…

“The campus, an academy of trees,
under which some hand, the wind’s I guess,
had scattered the pale light
of thousands of spring beauties,
petals stained with pink veins;
secret, blooming for themselves.
We sat among them.
Your long fingers, thin body,
and long bones of improbable genius;
some scattered gene as Kafka must have had.
Your deep voice, this passing dust of miracles.
That simple that was myself, half conscious,
as though each moment was a page
where words appeared; the bent hammer of the type
struck against the moving ribbon.
The light air, the restless leaves;
the ripple of time warped by our longing.
There, as if we were painted
by some unknown impressionist.”

Ruth Stone- ” In the Next Galaxy”.

Ruth Stone, American poet- June 8th 1915 – November 19, 2011.

A 2009 Pulitzer Prize finalist for poetry. 

The sentiments are true to life, honest, unpretentious.