A Pitcher Of Summer Lyrics

A Pitcher Of Summer lyrics

One morning, before the leaves began changing

I caught a piece of summer
and poured it into a pitcher;



This I placed in the cellar on a
shelf collecting dust .

Autumn, then winter, rose up from the sea, and
my

Garden was a garden filled with unbroken snow.



No flower
strained its face to the ice giants' whisper,

No life coloured the vision
of a newborn Spring babe.

My cellar-water dripping into a pail



And I lifted my piece of summer

Like a piece of memory or a dream



Like these, caught on film

And carried it to the garden
floes,

The wind turning drifting stars to madness.



Poured
forth gracefully, this ctheric tincture

Lifts winter's coat-of-arms with
coaxing aromas and electricity.

Used with vigilance, a Pitcher of Summer
stirs a memory into swooning,

And bravely, the flowers of the past will
stretch their limbs into the sky

While snow falls quietly all around.