Bezmelnitsin's Gallery :: Denis Bezmelnitsin : "Drawing-Chaunt"

Denis Bezmelnitsin

Drawing-Chaunt
Draw me quill on paper sounds
Of a summer rain; the strains
Of wavering reed when it not loud
Does repeat the trill of rain...

Winced the quill, and flew, and ran,
Made a round, then again;
Whirled as eddy; rapid strokes;
Drawing to me this performed...

O the cloud, take it, fly
To the Island French in South;
Light hair'd lady there find,
And pass to her this drawing-chaunt...

February 2019