Neo-romantic poem

I am exploring a neo-romantic style of poem, simpler and more expressive, of late, partially inspired by recent German writers, and the events that have changed the world as much or more than the French revolution. Here is a new poem in this style.


I saw my first flower today
not only of this spring
but ever
as this time my eye

saw at once
what might never be
seen later if I might die
the next day

as the time is fast
coming of a blight
so the red rippling
flew out at me

like a wild thing
so enraged with living
it seemed no cage
could keep such a tiger in.



ts
26 March, 2020
London

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