The birch tree in winter
Leaning over the secret pool
Is Narcissus in love
With the slight white branches,
The slim trunk,
In the dark glass;
But,
Spring coming on,
Is afraid,
And scarfs the white limbs
In green.

(C) Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
03/10/2017


Best Poems of Arthur Seymour John Tessimond

• Music
• Chaplin
• Cocoon For A Skeleton
• Black Morning Lovesong
• Empty Room
• Don Juan
• Epitaph On A Disturber Of His Times
• Tube Station
• The British
• Seaport
• Birch Tree
• Unlyric Love Song
• Cinema Screen
• Not Love Perhaps
• Polyphony In A Cathedral
• Epilogue
• Wet City Night
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• One Day
• Any Man Speaks
• The Man In The Bowler Hat