Tetrachoric Correlation

Shadows and shade, blossom and fade
Dark kindles echos of light
Places will trade, and both must be weighed
The daylight engenders the night

A price to be paid, a card to be played
Incandescent, penumbric and white
A dream that’s betrayed, a hope unafraid
An eclipsing both broken and bright

Manifest and evade, the dichotomy’s laid
The dove and the raven in flight
Unchanging, unmade, in a duel twisted braid
The line between blindness and sight

This dark masquerade, the shine of the blade
The peace that has come here to fight
A split serenade, a curse to be prayed
A wrong unequivocally right


©Edwina Peterson Cross