Sunday 26 July 2015

Looking out a Viennese Window
On a Summer Sunday in July

Today, 8:59:28 AM
Emily Dickson's Summer's Day comes to mind

A something in a summer’s Day
As slow her flambeaux burn away
Which solemnizes me.

A something in a summer’s noon —
A depth — an Azure — a perfume —
Transcending ecstasy.

And still within a summer’s night
A something so transporting bright
I clap my hands to see —

Then veil my too inspecting face
Lets such a subtle — shimmering grace
Flutter too far for me —

The wizard fingers never rest —
The purple brook within the breast
Still chafes it narrow bed —

Still rears the East her amber Flag —
Guides still the sun along the Crag
His Caravan of Red —

So looking on — the night — the morn
Conclude the wonder gay —
And I meet, coming thro’ the dews
Another summer’s Day!

Image © by Merisi


  1. Thank you for Emily's poem, and your picture.

  2. Perfect words to accompany your photo.

  3. your photo, her words = a perfect post

  4. A splendid poem and photograph!

  5. Lovely soft image, excellent choice of poetry!


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