Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Looking around the next bend...

This is as far as the light
of my understanding
has carried me:
an October morning
a canoe built by hand
a quiet current

above me the trees arc
green and golden
against a cloudy sky

below me the river responds
with perfect reflection
a hundred feet deep
a hundred feet high.

To take a cup of this river
to drink its purple and gray
its golden and green

to see
a bend in the river up ahead
and still


Ashling said...

This is an incredible poem. Now I need to look for others by her...

the redhead said...
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the redhead said...

Agreed! I 'm going to seek out more of her work, too. Glad you enjoyed it!