Ariel

(for Emma Giering)

……………………………………………………..I come
To answer thy best pleasure; be’t to fly,
To Swim, to dive into the fire, to ride
On the curl’d clouds—to thy strong bidding task

So many years ingrained by Sycorax,
I lost my voice, abandoned all desire
To ride the clouds or dive into the fire,
Where, light as ashes, I would ply my tricks

Of music to make all creation sing.
Coy birds and sunsets mocked me with their art.
Beyond the surf, I heard the buoys ring
Those foggy nights, when all my limbs would hurt,