Late October Hexameters.(Poem)

LATE OCTOBER HEXAMETERS After Miklos Radnoti, "Oktobervegi Hexameterek"

 
   In its dancer's channel the white-laughing creek sprints down off 
      the mountain, 
   the autumn leaf dances and, smoothing itself on the wave-crest, 
      swims off. 
   Just look: in the shadows the dogwood's tart jewels are aglow on 
      the bushes, 
   and, sunlit, the little grass blades, a-sparkle, tremble like old 
      folks. 
   The sun still shines but so ripely that now only craft, slow and 
      steady, 
   holds it aloft on the sky not to drop: it fears for its gold. 
   I too am slow and crafty in this crafty, slow radiance, 
   and I worry for you in the winter cold, the way firewood is 
      worried; 
   blind worry about winter clothes ebbs and flows in your eyes 
   and as winter breath will be fogging its mirrors, so sleepy remorse 
   floods the blue radiance; on your lips the sentence drops off to 
      sleep 
   and the kiss wakes up. Snow will come blackly with ...