Day One. The Green Man

Page from the Sketchbook of Villard de Honnecourt
- Author: Villard de Honnecourt
- Source: Sketchbook of Villard de Honnecourt (about 1230)
- MS. 19093 French Collection, Bibliothèque Nationale, Paris (No. 1104 Library of Saint-Germain-des Prés until c.1800)

-David Russell Mosley
Autumnal Green Man
Spiders thread my lips lightly together.
My leaves become their actual colours
and fall from my face, red, yellow, ochre.
My voice rustle of green leaves is no more.
I am the scent of ripe apple and pear.
I am the rain on sodden bark, slow time.
My days shorter, dark sooner, light rarer.
I am burning leaves. Face of Harvest time.
After the fires, my mouth nose and eyes spout green
shoots, new leaves bud and grow on my barkskin.
I flourish once more. An aspect of dream.
Memory of ice. Warmth without, within.
In stone, wood or paper I decay lose
definition, but still my image grows
-Paul Brookes
Bios And Links
-David Russell Mosley
is a poet and theologian living in Washington state. When not teaching or writing, David likes to wander in the woods, drink a good scotch, and smoke a pipe.
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