The Book of the Green ManThen cam four grett wodyn
with four grett clumes all in grene& with skwybes
borning -by Ronald Johnson
For Jonathan & for Dorothy
who made it possible
Of the seasons,
seamless, a garland.Solstice
to equinox -
days,measured a cock's stride
come full circle.The length of
breath,
a sequential foliagefirmly planted in
our veins,
we stand in our rayed form:blue-eyed,
a chicory,Sponsa Solis - & upon the sun appears
a face
also with raysin descent
through an undulantblue.
Part 1: WinterPages from Ronald Johnson's Journal
for The Book of the Green Man
Return to Light and Dust Anthology of Poetry
Copyright © 1967 by Ronald Johnson
First published by W.W. Norton
Reproduced by Permission of the Literary Estate of Ronald Johnson, 2001
Light and Dust Anthology of Poetry