Seventeen
/ came beneath . the archway of the flowers That starred the ancient orchard trees. With every bird that flew, in showers There fell the blossoms, raped by drunken bees. Light on. the winding path, my feet scarce tipped, The petals from the plum and pear. Arid in my veins as though I too had sipped, A mystic melody sang high and clear. Beyond the drooping boughs my darling cat Dreamed in the sunny window frame — Still as an ornament he sat I My Voice welled up in joy to call his name; And then I saw your hand, so slim and strong, Stretched forth, but you 1 could not see. And with the shock, uprushing song Near burst my heart-Walls in its ecstasy I —K. Pegler.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXV, Issue 23157, 1 October 1938, Page 5 (Supplement)
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