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Poem by Mathilde Blind Internal Firesides Bewilderingly, from wildly shaken cloud, Invisible hands, deft moving everywhere, Have woven a winding sheet of velvet air, And laid the dead earth in her downy shroud. And more and more, in white confusion, crowd Wan, whirling flakes, while o'er the icy glare Blue heaven that was glooms blackening o'er the bare Tree skeletons, to ruthless tempest bowed. Nay, let the outer world be winter-locked; Beside the hearth of glowing memories I warm my life. Once more our boat is rocked, As on a cradle by the palm-fringed Nile; And, sharp-cut silhouettes, in single file, Lank camels lounge against transparent skies. Mathilde Blind Mathilde Blind's other poems:
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