Friday, July 13, 2018

Pennsauken Pastoral

An impromptu poem for summer:


9 o’clock dusk
light filters out of a landscape
of lawns and cars parked in driveways
a firefly  writes morse code in the sky
hydra-headed black-eyed susans
are fading from the roots upward
only their dark pupils remain to stare at me

if there is a serenity beyond this peace
who would not want to disappear deeper
into that dark woods unwatched -
calmly, quietly, without  stirring a single blade of grass
 



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