gilded

gilded
for Keikei
2016, edited april 2022
riverside

gilded
‘too heady even for the sun’… a Weathercat in-time nap cat snap

better
than any
other sun,
to track the
sky to its
final edge
and know
the blessing
of having
been,
that
setting sun,
the drink
to be drunk
dry,
fire that
burns now
the day
to ash.
a kiss
this late
afternoon,
we, who
first kissed
with salt
spray on
our lips,
rain damp
and fragrant
in our hair
of winter
storm,
kissed
this day in
the late sun,
lushed on
a kiss,
sun-kissed,
too heady
even for the
sun that staggered
drunkenly down
and muddled
our shadows
longer over
the grass toward
the estuary, its
waters already
plated with a
look of evening.
i felt time’s
cold spur
beneath
the heel
quickening us
onward toward
that falling sun
to kiss in
its gold
again
while still
we are
warm,
while
still we
have warmth
to flee through
nights of a
failing moon,
to snuggle
into dawn,
and
every kiss
we sway
within is
gold,
whatever
minute
that minute
be,
even the
last,
even
the first

Copyright © 2016 Peter Le Baige. All Rights Reserved.  Acknowledgements to poetry.org.nz where this was first posted

Click on the link above to hear a reading of the poem.  The accompanying music is from the “Siegfried Idyll” by Richard Wagner in a recording by Sergiu Celibidache with the Münchner Philharmoniker.

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