The VOICE! OH YEA GODS! Ovary flipping, exploding or whatever you would like to call it time. *THUD*
Richard reading Ted Hughes' Song
And here is another one but from a different youtube blogger? poster? Anyway...
Song
by
Ted Hughes
O lady, when the tipped cup of the moon blessed you
You became soft fire with a clouds grace;
The difficult stars swam for eyes in your face;
You stood, and your shadow was my place;
You turned, your shadow turned to ice
O my lady.
O lady, when the sea caressed you
You were a marble of foam, but dumb.
When will the stone open it's tomb?
When will the waves give over their foam?
You will not die, nor come home,
O my lady.
O lady, when the wind kissed you
You made him music for you were a shaped shell.
I follow the waters and the wind still
Since my heart heard it and all pieces fell
Which your lovers stole, meaning ill,
O my lady
O lady, consider when I shall have lost you
The moon's full hands, scattering waste,
The sea's hand, dark from the world's breast,
The world's decay where the wind's hands have passed,
And my head, worn out with love, at rest
In my hands, my hands full of dust,
O my lady.
To "O, my lady" I say - Oh my lord. *THUD* again.
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