Hollowed in Green

High, hollowed in green

above the rocks of reason

lies the crater lake

whose ice the dreamer breaks

to find a summer season.

 

‘He will plunge like a plummet down

far into hungry tides’

they cry, but as the sea

climbs to a lunar magnet

so the dreamer pursues

the lake where love resides.

 

– Denise Levertov