daughter poem

rose and amber was the sunset on the river
to come so soon to this imagined dark
daughter, thou art come to die
white foam flower, red flame flower
thoughts through my head
i am in love with high far-seeing places
it was the autumn of the year
suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways
did you ever hear of
stir
will you glimmer on the sea?
shadows lay along broadway
let us plant
earth travails