by John Lars Zwerenz
THE GROVE
Far from the city, the towns,
The statues in the square,
I strolled to a grove of chestnut browns;
Butterflies glimmered in the summer air.
There were gourds which gleamed
Where I beheld the gods of old;
Hermes and Osiris appeared in garments of gold,
And in the rays of Phoebes I dreamed.
Ascending with the tremulous stars came Artemis;
I laid my head in the dew-clad grain.
I awoke to the moon, and I strolled down a rustic lane.
I passed by the vine clad lattice of a wooden trellis.
Suddenly a storm arose, consuming the wild sky;
Fair, beloved Iris commingled with my muse,
And with a rhapsody of varied hues,
Painted bowers within my verse,
Until my ink-well went dry.
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 13, 2016