eclipse Posted December 7, 2021 Posted December 7, 2021 Heaven's eye trawls history's wall to findghostly kings who patrol cathedral halls, holyelegies enthral. The inquiring bells bindthreads missing from Canterbury's tapestry.Sun passes through miracle windows, discrete saintsseek seers among the tourist multitude. Cathedralforms attract heaven's eye to forever hauntsaints governed by glass. Fading voices fallaway from Christmas mass. Moonlight tempts Anselmto trespass, miracles are tested, passed, waitingfor prayer. The morning sun gloves moonlight's palm,dreams arm elusive architects who are designinga staircase without end as I walk throughCanterbury, the churches within are built anew. Quote
tonyv Posted January 9, 2022 Posted January 9, 2022 A pleasing, nicely structured sonnet. Happy New Year, Barry. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic
JoelJosol Posted January 11, 2022 Posted January 11, 2022 I am impressed how the various pieces were woven together in this piece - halls, bells, windows, glass, staircase - each contributing an image to support the theme. Nice one, eclipse/Barry. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach
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