THE FROGMORE POETRY PRIZE 2007

  Gillian Rathbone
THE LOVERS
 

The young man holds her by the hand
as if he's waving a flag of joy
look at us look at us –
in a summer that's green as the stem
of an opening pink rose
like the dress of the whirling girl
who rises above houses and
a pink-mirage castle

and though a kind of chasm
separates them from the village
and it looks as though
there's nowhere to cross
the summer's here in the green fields
where flying out she's anchored
in the exuberance of their love.

'The Stroll' 1917 by Marc Chagall


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