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Pan

Pan

… Among the shadows of the groaning elms,
Amid the darkening oaks, we fled ourselves…

… Once there were paths that led to coracles
That clung to piers like loosening barnacles…

… where we cannot return, because we lost
The pebbles and the playthings, and the moss…

… hangs weeping gently downward, maidens’ hair
Who never were enchanted, and the stairs…

… that led up to the Fortress in the trees
Will not support our weight, but on our knees…

… we still might fit inside those splendid hours
Of damsels in distress, of rustic towers…

… of voices of the wolves’ tormented howls
That died, and live in dreams’ soft, windy vowels…

Originally published by Sonnet Scroll



Poem Pan - Michael Burch