1357: There | Don Colburn
"There"
Don Colburn
Water, bone, bed, bedrock -
whatever is underneath, below what's below.
Sudden touchable quiet, shadow
of a shadow. Weather. Sadness turning
ordinary. Nameless illness coming on.
A knock at the door so gentle
it could be anything. Distance.
The just thing not said, or said too late
or said exactly and without mercy.
Wind rising. Whatever might rise.
On this day in...
2010: "Singapore" by Mary Oliver
2009: Weekend, no poem
2008: "Poem" by Simon Armitage
2007: "Self-Improvement" by Tony Hoagland
I remember/how you held my face in your hands that night -- like/it was a face you had had stapled a sketch of on every/telephone pole across the city.
Don Colburn
Water, bone, bed, bedrock -
whatever is underneath, below what's below.
Sudden touchable quiet, shadow
of a shadow. Weather. Sadness turning
ordinary. Nameless illness coming on.
A knock at the door so gentle
it could be anything. Distance.
The just thing not said, or said too late
or said exactly and without mercy.
Wind rising. Whatever might rise.
On this day in...
2010: "Singapore" by Mary Oliver
2009: Weekend, no poem
2008: "Poem" by Simon Armitage
2007: "Self-Improvement" by Tony Hoagland
I remember/how you held my face in your hands that night -- like/it was a face you had had stapled a sketch of on every/telephone pole across the city.