The Knot Garden
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Night falls heavily over the twists
Of a garden set 'neath the walls
Between the hyssop and cold widow's mist
She works steadily at her toil
And in her hands, a wreath of black nightshade
Weaving in for the fall of the father
And in her eyes, unbroken sleepless gaze
Staring out o'er fields t'wards the harbourside
For her lady she sits through the night
With the branches strewn at her feet
Weaving a tapestry, gold, green and white
Spinning silken twist from the leaves
And in her hands, a wreath of black nightshade
Weaving in for the fall of the father
And in her eyes, unbroken sleepless gaze
Staring out o'er fields t'wards the harbourside
Her Fingers reddening, stained from her work
Her blood runs cold to freeze in his veins
Choking, noxious vapours coiling
'Round like water in water scarlet stains
Crushing monk's blood, hensbane, sweet hemlock
As her fingers race with the dawn
Sewing steadily, twisting a knot
Of the Tudor rose with a thorn
And in her hands, a wreath of black nightshade
Weaving in for the fall of the father
And in her eyes, unbroken sleepless gaze
Staring out o'er fields t'wards the harbour