Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Adolfo Caso Presents Fount Clitumnus During National Poetry Month...



Fount Clitumnus 



The Single swan
proudly breaks
the lustral waters
of Fount Clitumnus
down
at the foot of the mountain
surrounded by tall poplars
who leaves patter
to the light breeze
of a June meridian wind,
the quietness in the air
broken
by the hum of a distant car
by the trout
sprung to surface
quickly disappearing
amidst the multiplying ripples
that slowly face
into infinity.
 
The blue sky
reflecting
to the bottom of the pool
dancing
with the suspended weeks
along the edge:
nymphs from ancient Rome
moving to the rhythm
of woodwind sounds
scanning the trees,

the leaves pattering
to a definite beat,
their shimmering green 
reflected down deep
                           to the floating weeds
all
ritually dancing
                           in my imagination.
Nature
transfigured
the mind inebriated of wine
the sight
lingering over breasts of nymphs
dancing
in the transparent waters
for ages
                          un-thirsting
to animal and man
under the cool shadows
of the poplars 
in which Silenus,
with his magic reeds,
hides his bearded face
while the single swan
                           mindless
of life or death
eats and drinks
as though 
neither
                         I nor Silenus
have
or 
will ever be.
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