Among birches moving their white halfnakedness she dances And the veils of her being obscure her or half obscure her for they are her dress or her undress while nearer or farther she dances moving effortless and selfabsorbed like the birches with their sense of naturalness and when she appears naked at last having cast to the breeze her semblances as in her dreams the birches step intricately before her or drench her in cooling shadows all the riches of this presence flowing upon her and through her making her an object in the true world unknowable her dance the dance of things without past or future given and perfect and beyond and inconsolable. Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LONELY BURIAL by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET LOCKED OUT; AS TOLD TO A CHILD by ROBERT FROST NOT OUR GOOD LUCK by ROBINSON JEFFERS DOMESDAY BOOK: ARCHIBALD LOWELL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TO DISRAELI ON CONSERVATISM by MARIANNE MOORE GOOD FRIDAY HYMN by GEORGE SANTAYANA |