Rondel of Charles D'Orleans, # 1
Krisak, Len
1O Rondel of Charles D'Orleans, #1 The season now has cast away its cloak, The clothes it wore of wind and rain and cold. The season sports the stitches, bright and bold, Of sunshine on a form...
...There is no beast in field or bird in oak That has not seen or sung, that has not told: The season now has cast away its cloak...
...The clothes it wore of wind and rain and cold Are gone, and river, fountain, stream, and brook Run on in finery the sun has rolled With silver spangles or with coins of gold...
...The season sports the stitches, bright and bold, Of sunshine on a form that just awoke...
...The waters all wear vestments sun-bespoke...
...Lett Krisak...
Vol. 128 • May 2001 • No. 10
