First sighting: She was up in the apple tree with one leg hanging and the other drawn under her, sidesaddle on the branch. Her face was bare of features and being an artist of sorts I filled them in. It was deadly serious and I wanted to ask someone what she was doing so nudely up in the apple tree behind the barn, but had no one to ask and the mouth I'd designed was too fresh on her face to open; so I stared up and noticed she didn't lack the truly important features of her sex but any desire was constrained by fear. So I sat in the grass and dozed from what I'd been drinking that afternoon waking to hear her sing no mantra but some ancient lute song, and seeing her again as she dropped from the tree to my side I thought her bare feet were cloven a bit too obviously. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT DOVER CLIFFS, JULY 20, 1787 by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES IN A GONDOLA by ROBERT BROWNING SNAKES, MONGOOSES, SNAKE-CHARMERS, AND THE LIKE by MARIANNE MOORE THE CRESCENT AND THE CROSS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THERE IS NOTHING STRANGE by ARCHILOCHUS EPITAPH: JOHN TROT by WILLIAM BLAKE |