Judith Wright, "Interplay"
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What is within becomes what is around.
This angel morning on the world-wild sea
is seared with light that's mine and comes from me,
and I am mirror to its blaze and sound,
as lovers double in their interchange.
Yet I am not the seer, nor world the sight;
I am transcended by a single word--
Let there be light--and all creation stirred.
I am that cry alone, that visioned light,
its voice and focus. It's the word that's strange.
Look how the stars' bright chaos eddies in
to form our constellations. Flame by flame
answers the ordering image in the name.
World's signed with words; there light--there love begins.
JUDITH WRIGHT
What is within becomes what is around.
This angel morning on the world-wild sea
is seared with light that's mine and comes from me,
and I am mirror to its blaze and sound,
as lovers double in their interchange.
Yet I am not the seer, nor world the sight;
I am transcended by a single word--
Let there be light--and all creation stirred.
I am that cry alone, that visioned light,
its voice and focus. It's the word that's strange.
Look how the stars' bright chaos eddies in
to form our constellations. Flame by flame
answers the ordering image in the name.
World's signed with words; there light--there love begins.
JUDITH WRIGHT
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