BY JAN HAAG

POETRY + ESSAYS + MUSIC + TRAVEL + FICTION + TEXTILE ART

INTRODUCTION + HAAG'S BIO





NO MORE

2-16-00





Frost on the silver grass,
jasmine on the wall,
light pouring from the lamps,
bulbs shooting through the shades,

spring has invaded winter.
Against the sky, tassels
grey, greened with berries, fall,
brilliant amperes
against the blackened glades.

I need no more, no more
than the swirling ponds,
the knifing fish again alive,
the anticipation of dragon flies,

cavorting creatures of the sultry sun.
Lay aside fears ordained
and powers
acquired by striving,
tears, insidious lies.

Greet the daffodils deep in shade,
run through the brightening glades,
faster than the black and irridescent flies,
pause for no one, make no lies.







Copyright © 2000 Jan Haag
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Jan Haag may be reached via e-mail: jhaag@u.washington.edu



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BY JAN HAAG


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