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by Peter Humphreys

I
felt
the elder
tree tonight
and its strength
and roots within me
spread as mist rolls
down the Erris hills clip
creeping cliffs and gullies
steep as into hamlets quiet and
bayside coves the sea and air do
mingle and I upon the daisied grass
stand stroking these leaves that come
to pass too rarely 'neath this quickening
moon and as the florets sparkle stare upon
this cool and Maytime air I gather in my ruefilled
thoughts and slowly turn towards the door ajar a'whence I came

06/02/2007

Posted on 06/02/2007
Copyright © 2021 Peter Humphreys

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 06/02/07 at 04:56 AM

This poem makes deep connections both within the poet and within the legends of the Elder tree, rich in associations, especially of death an resurrection... the "florets" are a feature of that tree, white and magical in faerie lore. The "ruefilled thoughts" makes me stir, and want to hear "ruffled", which lightens the feeling slightly as if the thoughts were some larger petalled bloom to contain the others... The last line is most evocative, and open for interpretation. Along with being a look beyond... into the unknown, where we are rapt in beginnings and endings, it has for me an alluringly sexual overtone, and seems to call out for the feminine.

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