Focus on Frame!
The sun shines all day vulgarly – Janet Frame
The shun shines all day vulgarly
hurling gold nuggets at you and me,
burning our skin’s privacy
our last poor wall and boundary.
If you love the common sun, they said,
your guilt will strike you dead.
But love the cherry tree in bloom
that holds no breath of greed or crime
that is purified light in a white room
and you will never come to harm.
They spoke as if eternity
Had touched the cherry tree.
None told me that the sun would stay,
the cherry blossom wither and die,
and when its bloom was shed, the tree
cast off its guise of purity,
embrace light in its common mood
- wear a dark dress of blood.
I found these poems in an old poetry anthology from school. Unfortunately there isn't a reference for where they originally came from.