misc / discarded

rite (org. miroirs [x])

come now to the trees
with their flaky leaves and sorrowful chants
and watch the stamping, sniveling snow,
gremlins lurking beneath.

see the grunting wind, the sighing cats
sitting like clay on the streets
the gas-lamps flickering
wanting almost to fall

but behold the rite of spring
with its high flutes and low bassoons
joined in sprightly fugue

take heed! hear the cry of spring
take heed! feel its fiery breath
for now has arrived spring in its lacquered robes.