Shakespeare (20)

Kinetic are the lines our poet writes
For the feisty queen of fairies in his play
About a dream in summer, when the nights
Are long and moonshine holds its potent sway.
Prophetic too: Though vexed with Oberon,
Titania’s intuition gleans the fact
That their behaviour’s made its mark upon
The seasons, which with turbulence are racked.
Describes she how the crops to floods are lost,
And flocks are stricken by some strange disease;
How budding summer herbs are checked by frost,
And all feels wrong when winter fails to freeze,
The warning’s stark: Till they and we repent,
Distempered Mother Nature won’t relent.
Michael Peach
Jerusalem
28 April 2006

 

 

 

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