Lovesong

Approach, my love, and walk with me
On the shadowy beach by the starry sea;
The soapy sea, which carelessly
Throws flatfish to the sky.

Wander where I wander, dear
The cherry-cake land so sweet and near,
By the sea so clear, with its waves that rear
And drench the soupy sky.

We’ll listen to the fishes’ song
The rainy cadenza, deep and long
Loud and strong, not a sound set wrong
That falls from the sepia sky.

And the lobsters that dwell upon the sand
Where the dunes become a sea-soaked strand
Shall agree, solemnly, hand in hand
That love is in the sky!



(c) Poetry Now 1992