undrunk on the eve

undrunk on the eve
1 january 2023, in the glen

undrunk
Undrunk in sober light… a post-Weathercat snap of the past

in uncertain
dusk of new
year’s eve
finally
transplanted
the sunflower
seedlings, grown
adolescent tall in
the rush-up of weeks
to the last hours of
last year, into
earth hacked
back from lawn,
transplanted them
in dusk as my
own saying of
the wish that
some good
out of that year
might flower
into this, as
those who
only granted us,
sore in heart,
ash and leaf to
carry of them
out of that
year into this,
the end of
their measure
lies there,
chosen to
stay ever
in that
year

Copyright © 2023 Peter Le Baige. All Rights Reserved

Click on the link above to hear a reading of the poem.  The accompanying music is from the interval of the opera ‘Les Boréades’  by French composer Jean-Philippe Rameau (1683-1764) in a transcription for piano by Flavio Regis Cunha & performed here by Icelandic pianist Víkingur Ólafsson.  For his recorded version Ólafsson retitled the interval (originally ‘The Arrival of the Muses, Zephyrs, Seasons, Hours and the Arts’) to ‘The Arts And The Hours’.

2 thoughts on “undrunk on the eve”

  1. Kia ora Peter

    Yet again a delightful poem.

    Indeed I wonder if I could postpone the ‘sparrow’ poem until our late April/May Ezine and use ‘undrunk’ instead in the early March Ezine as it is so topical.

    If you are agreeable it would be very helpful if you could send ‘undrunk’ to me in a word format.

    Looking forward to hearing from you.

    All the best

    piers

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