LibriVox volunteers bring you 12 recordings of Down the Bayou by Mary Ashley Townsend (1832-1901). This was the Weekly Poetry project for September 27th, 2009.
http://www.archive.org/download/down_the_bayou_0910_librivox/downthebayou_townsend_rn_64kb.mp3″Running time=1m 12s (mp3 64kb)
The cypress swamp around me wraps its spell,
With hushing sounds in moss-hung branches there,
Like congregations rustling down to prayer,
While Solitude, like some unsounded bell,
Hangs full of secrets that it cannot tell,
And leafy litanies on the humid air
Intone themselves, and on the tree-trunks bare
The scarlet lichen writes her rubrics well.
The cypress-knees take on them marvellous shapes
Of pygmy nuns, gnomes, goblins, witches, fays,
The vigorous vine the withered gum-tree drapes,
Across the oozy ground the rabbit plays,
The moccasin to jungle depths escapes,
And through the gloom the wild deer shyly gaze.
This week’s poem can also be found here.