by John Lars Zwerenz
MORNING
Let us sleep,
Let us sleep,
Where the blessed angels keep
Their sentinel, majestic care
Of souls drunken in the dawn,
Dreaming on an emerald lawn,
Of one another, beauteous and fair.
Let us drown,
Let us drown,
In the greenish brine
Of The Seine's choice wine
Which ferments the town.
And when we awake
To the sound of guitars,
Which will ring for our sake,
Beneath the gleaming, white stars,
Let us wander in the dim,
Veering vales of Seraphim;
And when the burgeoning light
Effaces the cold
Of the vanishing night,
Let our vision behold
The sunrise of gold
Which will embrace each bough
With a rose-laced breeze,
As I wipe my brow
In your ruffled sleeves.
John Lars Zwerenz
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ABOUT THE POET ~
John Lars Zwerenz (1969- ) is an American impressionistic poet. He is considered one of the most important new literary figures in the world, both internationally and in The United States. He has published seven books of poetry, all of which have risen dramatically in price since their original publication. Zwerenz owns a B.A. in English from The City University Of New York At Queens College and has traveled extensively throughout The United States and overseas as a kind of literary wanderer. He has held a bohemian reputation since his youth. Zwerenz's two most recent poetry books, "Ecstasy And Other Poems", released in December of 2016, and "Elysian Meadows", released in February of 2017, have been published by ATLA Publishing, based in The UK. His poems have also appeared prolifically in International Magazines and other anthologies. Zwerenz's poetry is often highly spiritual in nature. His verse almost always adheres to strict, metrical stanzas. He currently resides in The United States, and is 48 years of age., - Rachael Canter
Last updated February 10, 2016