Seance by the Stream

Lady in Green Hat/ Seance by the Stream

O’ why do you walk through the field with gloves? 

O’ lean gray woman whom nobody loves… 

Walk into my palour, a bench for two,

Spidery vines to form a noose. 

Have you seen my trees today–

My dead child over there? 

Or would you like a cup of dew–

From the stream of death? 

Why are you so green I asked,

“To complement my trees.” 

A carpet and a canopy,

They’re all I need. 

Green from sky to earth to Me,

To all them gates and doors hold keys. 

Under the hammock,

she counts her beads,

How many more to summon the deed? 

By the foul-fair she sits,

Gaze a’ looking shrewd as dream 

F’ you look into the hole, you’ll see,

Your child O’hanging by the stream. 

Hold it, hush it, silence does it,

Tap your finger on the board,

And we’ll see what it means… 

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The lady’s waiting, for a long time and seemed to be sitting there forever, looking on and beyond the stream, just barely covered by the shade of the trees. Everything’s waiting, and stopping, for something, for something to happen. No wind, no sounds, all silence, all peace (green). 

The trees are waiting too, and everything’s concentrated. But does peace look as if it were really peaceful? Or is it something else?  

With a pricking of my thumbs, something evil this way comes… 

“The carpet and the canopy is all that I need.” Refers to the skies (trees) and the ground (grass) and the lady in the green hat is the medium, she hold keys to both gates. Board is of course the ouija board.

All figurative of course. Beautiful picture done by alan, enjoy.

If you would look closely, the poem’s shaped like a goblet. Drink it up…