Hariot’s Round
I know, to entice, to convince, I must sing
Your ear inside stone, must sing
Gold bitten and true, the corn kernel, one seed,
I must plant one gold seed in your mouth with my lips.
Raleigh says: the Queen knows my name. The Crown
Of a woodpecker is ruby, but shy.
Inhabitants adorn themselves with feathers, and feathers
Bright on arrow ends. Bow—before a Queen. Bend closed my book.
The page is deaf that turns back to look at what it found.Credit
From North True South Bright by Dan Beachy-Quick. Copyright © 2003 by Dan Beachy-Quick. Reprinted by permission of Alice James Books. All rights reserved.
Date Published
01/01/2003