Villanelle at Sundown
Turn your head
Look
The light is turning yellow
The river seems enriched thereby, not to say deepened
Turn your head
Look
The light is turning yellow
The river seems enriched thereby, not to say deepened
Apollo left the golden Muse And shepherded a mortal's sheep,
Theocritus of Syracuse
To mock the giant swain that woo's The sea-nymph in the sunny deep,
Apollo left the golden Muse
A dainty thing's the Villanelle
Sly, musical, a jewel in rhyme,
It serves its purpose passing well
A doublc-clappered silver
Since Persia fell at Marathon, The yellow years have gathered fast: Long centuries have come and gone
And yet (they say) the place will don A phantom fury of the past, Since Persia fell at Marathon; And as of old, when Helicon Trembled and sw...