LYRIC
There is no autumn in the spring!
Let lovers’ sonnets lightly wing
Their shining pinions on the sky.
Let love words splash upon the sky!
There is no sorrow in spring air!
Let lovers toss their gilted hair
Upon the sunlight waves of wind.
Let gold hair wave upon the wind!
There is no stillness in spring’s heart!
Let lovers dance with fitful dart
Upon the flowers dipped in grass.
Let lovers dance upon the grass!
Evelyn Coffey
Evelyn may have given in to the tragedy in her life and been a person of the autumn, all drying and falling and cooling. This is one of her poems of defiance, as "Sentence", in which she sets aside the temptation to allow shadow to darken and cool her spirit.
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