Variations: V, by Conrad Aiken

Variations: V

From the cold fountain's sunlit lip
A shining film of water spreads,
It is shot with sun, it is blue and gold..
It scatters jewels to wet the grass,
And children watch it with lifted heads,
And the young girls pause there as they pass..
A sparrow sits at the edge, and flings
The vanishing jewels with his wings. - Conrad Aiken

Conrad Aiken