13 October 2023

Hover.

Thomson, The Pool, 1916


We see you as we see a face
That trembles in a forest place
Upon the mirror of a pool
Forever quiet, clear and cool;
And in the wayward glass, appears
To hover between smiles and tears,
Elfin and human, airy and true,
And backed by the reflected blue.

Robert Louis Stevenson

No comments:

Post a Comment