It never ceases
to amaze,
this gold of
Apollonian rays.
Salad days
are with us yet
in 24-karat
dawn vignette.
With thanks to Shakespeare
and to photographer Emily Berg Baine.
Tag Archives: Apollo
May 23.19
Doesn’t purple burn?
Doesn’t it melt
languid
into gold?
Apollo stokes
the coals of dawn
gilding the sky
with alchemy.
