Shadow play
The curtain is aquiver
with fluidity of phantom leaves,
projected by sun-dazzle
from beyond the intervening trees;
a silent dance of ecstasy
screens shadow-play
on cotton weave,
investing it with momentary
life, kinetic energy…
*
Out of silence
We torture trees
to make them sing
as instruments,
deaf to their wind-born
polyphonies.
To their wind-
cloned polyphonies
grown deaf
as instruments
to make them sing
we torture trees.
*
Shadow rose
Evening shrinks to lamplight
cupped by incandescent milky shade;
petals of a rose, snow-white,
cast moth-wing shadows on the page…
Shadow play
© Copyright: Jena Woodhouse, 2005
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