英文诗词Lupine Ridge

Lupine Ridge

by Peggy Simson Curry

In the shadows of Long after we are gone

Summer will stroke this ridge in blue

The hawk still flies above the flowers

Thinking, perhaps, the sky has fallen

And back and forth forever he may trace

His shadow on its azure face.

In the shadows of Long after we are gone

Evening wind will languish here between the lupine and the sage

To die a little death upon the earth

As though over the sundown prairies fell a requiem from a bronze-tongued bell.

In the shadows of Long after we are gone

This ridge will shape the night lifting the wine-streaked west shoulder the stars

Lovers will walk under the summer skies through flowers the color of your eyes.