All posts tagged: Collaborative Poetry

Serenade, Any Man to Any Woman by Edith Sitwell

  Serenade, Any Man to Any Woman.   Dark angel who art clear and straight as canon shining in the air, your blackness doth invade my mind and thunderous as the armoured wind that rained on Europe is your hair, And so I love you till I die (unfaithful I, the canon’s mate) Forgive my love of such brief span, But fickle is the flesh of man, and death’s cold puts the passion out.   I’ll woo you with a serenade – The wolfish howls the starving made, And lies shall be your canopy To shield you from the freezing sky.   Yet when I clasp you in my arms – who are my sleep, the zero hour that clothes instead of flesh my heart, you in my heaven have no part, for you my mirage broken in flower,   can never see what dead men know ! Then die with me and be my love : The grave shall be your shady grove and in your pleasaunce rivers flow (to ripen this new paradise) …