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The Great Mirror of Same-Sex Love - Poetry - 14. ...snare me his shadow...

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Out of the mid-wood's twilight,

Into the meadow's dawn,

Ivory-limbed and brown-eyed

Flashes my faun.

 

He skips through the copses singing,

And his shadow dances along,

And I know not which I should follow,

Shadow or song.

 

O Hunter snare me his shadow,

nightingale catch me his strain,

For, moonstruck by madness and music

I seek him in vain.

—Oscar Wilde,[i]

circa 1889

 

 


[i] “Out of the mid-wood twilight” Oscar Wilde Fragments and Memories, Martin Birnbaum [Editor], (New York 1914), p. 7

https://archive.org/details/oscarwildefragme00birnrich/page/6/mode/2up

Birnbaum introduces the work with the following comments: “The most precious souvenir of the friendship between the two men is the manuscript of the following poem, found in a presentation copy of ‘Intentions.’ It has no title, and is signed ‘Oscar.’”

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2 hours ago, Parker Owens said:

Such an entrancing piece, dappled in silver seductive light. One is given over to the joy, the music of the chase.

Thank you, Parker. This poem reminds me of several of E.M. Forster short stories, ones that live in the same twilight world -- some with fauns in them too! Also, this poem is less "complex" than most of Wilde's truly Aesthetic-Style pieces.

Thanks again    

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