She who is like the moon by James K. Baxter

15 Feb 2011

I do not know another beauty
Like what your face has shown
Silently, silently,

Pure as the moon in fences of torn cloud
Who floods the earth and sky and troubled water
With light like music for one man alone:

Beauty you posses, time's daughter,
Lamp of my life, O hidden one
You who are the song you sing,

Silently, silently,
From faithful pillows on a night of love
Pouring in my heart's gulf

Your light, your song, your cataract of beauty.

                                                                             1960

From New Selected Poems James K. Baxter (pages 66-67)
Edited by Paul Millar
Published by Oxford University Press
Used with the permission of Oxford University Press

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