English Project Choose Adventure
"Moonlight"
O Moon, to be lost with you in midnight sky
drinking your font of holy water dry!
That I cannot lie on your astral body
afflicts me like kicks in the appendix.
O moon, I am all yours when you add light
to warmth of an enchanting autumn night,
or through ragged clouds as the wild wind raves,
gleam on stormy seas and ship-wrecking waves.
Blind asteroid, too cold to melt the wings
of we who fall exhausted from your height!
Pale night skull, balder than a bureaucrat!
Pill, waking no one from lethargic state!
Huntress Diana, give from Cupid’s quiver
an arrow, a lead-pointed, to wield like
hypodermic needle and inoculate
my heart against what makes me so unfit:
life. Tonight I wash my hands of it.
(Poem by Alasdair Gray 2015)
(Frokor, CC BY-SA 4.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0>, via Wikimedia Commons)
O Moon, to be lost with you in midnight sky
drinking your font of holy water dry!
That I cannot lie on your astral body
afflicts me like kicks in the appendix.
O moon, I am all yours when you add light
to warmth of an enchanting autumn night,
or through ragged clouds as the wild wind raves,
gleam on stormy seas and ship-wrecking waves.
Blind asteroid, too cold to melt the wings
of we who fall exhausted from your height!
Pale night skull, balder than a bureaucrat!
Pill, waking no one from lethargic state!
Huntress Diana, give from Cupid’s quiver
an arrow, a lead-pointed, to wield like
hypodermic needle and inoculate
my heart against what makes me so unfit:
life. Tonight I wash my hands of it.
(Poem by Alasdair Gray 2015)
(Frokor, CC BY-SA 4.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0>, via Wikimedia Commons)
