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BEGINNING
—James Wright (1927-1980)
The moon drops one or two feathers into the field.
The dark wheat listens.
Be still.
Now.
There they are, the moon's young, trying
Their wings.
Between trees, a slender woman lifts up the lovely shadow
Of her face, and now she steps into the air, now she is gone
Wholly, into the air.
I stand alone by an elder tree, I do not dare breathe
Or move.
I listen.
The wheat leans back toward its own darkness,
And I lean toward mine.
___________________
—Medusa, reminding you that Mosaic of Voices presents Penny Kline and Arturo Mantecón today at Avid Reader at Tower, 1600 Broadway, Sac., 2pm.
For a list of “poems to read as the leaves change and the weather gets colder”, go to Poetry Foundation’s www.poetryfoundation.org/features/articles/detail/68561
—James Wright (1927-1980)
The moon drops one or two feathers into the field.
The dark wheat listens.
Be still.
Now.
There they are, the moon's young, trying
Their wings.
Between trees, a slender woman lifts up the lovely shadow
Of her face, and now she steps into the air, now she is gone
Wholly, into the air.
I stand alone by an elder tree, I do not dare breathe
Or move.
I listen.
The wheat leans back toward its own darkness,
And I lean toward mine.
___________________
—Medusa, reminding you that Mosaic of Voices presents Penny Kline and Arturo Mantecón today at Avid Reader at Tower, 1600 Broadway, Sac., 2pm.
For a list of “poems to read as the leaves change and the weather gets colder”, go to Poetry Foundation’s www.poetryfoundation.org/features/articles/detail/68561