Silent Noon
-Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass, -
The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:
Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and glooms
'Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass.
All round our nest, far as the eye can pass,
Are golden kingcup fields with silver edge
Where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn-hedge.
'Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass.
Deep in the sun-search growths the dragon-fly
Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky:-
so this wing'd hour is dropt to us from above.
Oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower,
This close-companioned inarticulate hour
When twofold silence was the song of love.
Isn't summer grand?
RALPH VAUGHAN WILLIAMS Silent Noon JOHN SHIRLEY QUIRK & MARTIN ISEPP (1976)
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite !
One of my favorite songs too!
DeleteThis reminds me of that famous piece of Art Nouveau dragonfly jewelry. Look at those wings!
ReplyDeletePretty spectacular shot!
ReplyDeleteNice capture Outlaw!
ReplyDeleteLots of dragonflies out there this summer! Well done!
ReplyDeleteA wonderful shot of a beautiful creature!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful picture!
ReplyDeleteGreat shot, Peter, and wonderful poem! I have tried to photograph dragon flies and butterflies for weeks now, and had zero success. Somehow, I've had better luck with bees.
ReplyDeleteGreat share, Peter!
ReplyDeleteOh, yes! Grand indeed!
ReplyDeleteFabulous shot and drop dead romantic poetry. Wednesday vignette becomes Wednesday romance incarnate.
ReplyDeleteSummer does reveal some of natures prettiest jewels.
ReplyDeleteYes, yes, yes! Summer is the best! (Even during the weirdest summer I can remember here in S. Wisconsin.) Hey, there are dragonflies, so all is good. :)
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