Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, CHARM FOR THE WARY SENSE, by ALICE MONKS MEARS


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CHARM FOR THE WARY SENSE, by                    
First Line: Thorned in the thicket / of briary days
Last Line: On mint and on berry.
Subject(s): Old Age; Weariness; Fatigue


Thorned in the thicket
of briary days,
the screaming sky,
the thrust and blaze
arced in the mind,

Now lean to the dry
monotonous cricket;
mark in the touch
how brittle the clutch
of the crone-handed leaf;
savor the air
where the mint-stalk broke
under the heel;
pucker the tongue
with the green berry;
catch the slight flare
of the mica sliver
streaking the ground.

Give sense to the brief,
the frailly designed.
Let the sense quiver
in the fragile storm
of each bodiless stroke
of light tracing form
spiky or starred,
of each fingerless
scratching of sound;
lest it grow hard,
no longer strung
delicate and wary,
try it for fineness
now on the cricket,
on mica and leaf,
on mint and on berry.





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