Air

By Kathleen Raine
AirElements that utters doves, angels and cleft flames

The bees of Helicon and the cloudy houses,

Impulse of music and the word’s equipoise,
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Dancer that never wearies of the dance

That prints in the blown dust eternal wisdom

Or carves its abstract sculptures in the snow,

The wind unhindered passes beyond its trace.
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But from a high fell on a summer day

Sometimes below you may see the air like water,

The dazzle of the light upon its waves

That flow unbroken to the end of the world.
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The bird of god descends between two moments

Like silence into music, opening a way through time.

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