Today I met a woman <br />Who died four years ago <br />She spoke to me for hours <br /> As though she knew my soul <br /> <br />She took me by the hand <br />Led me along a stream <br />Where trout swam in sparkling waters <br /> Under clear crystalline skies <br /> <br />This woman shared the magic <br />Of years of circumspect living <br />And artfully crafted writing <br /> Precisely gem set words <br /> <br />She dwells now in brightness <br />I could but pause and glimpse <br />Through my own dark glass <br /> Her poems the only light <br /> <br /> <br />In memory of Kathleen Raine<br /><br />Mary Havran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-river-raine/
