Valentine's Day Excerpt from Woodland Poems
Atheotha and Hayuya
Hayuya: Love as dreams of deepest matter of night,
For love that sleeps I take my care,
Love purest-born, accepting sight,
Forlorn of woman's touch upon my hair:
For love of Atheotha I repair.
Atheotha: Never have I dreamed of sympathy's sight
For more to see in love to dream at night,
Of he to be my only care;
For love, my cares already white,
With beads and purple shells I braid my hair.
Hayuya: This moon was white this night my love was made,
The night I saw a gleaming light,
Dancing in the green-corn parade
When quick my hand caressed her passing sight:
Our eyes soon met and thought that love just might.
When I was touched as by her eyes alone
I saw upon my heart inside,
What few would see, what few have known,
A figure straying by a stream beside:
In my blue heart a white-woman replied.
Therefore this night I contemplate my theme
Of shy indifference and loss
For secret words and bought esteem,
To lay upon a bed of lonely moss
With Atheotha, though her heart is false.
Therefore this night I contemplate my theme
Of shy indifference and loss
For secret words and bought esteem,
To lay upon a bed of lonely moss
With Atheotha, though her heart is false.
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