Morning Fancy

O Let me die a-singing!
O let me drown in light!
Another day is winging
Out from the nest of night.

The morning-glory’s velvet eye
Brims with a jewelled bead.
To-day my soul’s a dragon-fly,
The world a swaying reed.

More poems by Mary McNeil Fenollosa

A Drifting Petal

If I, athirst by a stream, should kneel
With never a blossom or bud in sight,
Till down on the theme of its liquid night …
Flying Fish

Out where the sky and the sky-blue sea
Merge in a mist of sheen,
There started a vision of silver things, …
Miyoko San

Snare me the soul of a dragon-fly,
The jewelled heart of a dew-tipped spray,
A star’s quick eye, …
Sunrise in the Hills of Satsuma

The Day unfolds like a lotus bloom,
Pink at the tip and gold at the core,
Rising up swiftly through waters of gloom …