Sunday, December 2, 2007

Jeffrey Woodward: OUT OF SEASON

My light jacket out of season ― today an abridgement of yesterday ― sun ensnared by nearly naked branches, barely a glitter on the winding brook that parallels my footpath ― a tuft of grass solitary, forlorn and shivering ― only in the gathering dark, a lingering past, like a lengthening shadow, or a foreshortened future to reflect upon? ― precious little now for water to capture and convey ― kneeling, nevertheless, at a bend in the brook and cupping my hands …

coming to taste it
this late in the day
the water is clear

by Jeffrey Woodward
Detroit, Michigan
first published in Ink, Sweat & Tears, July 31, 2007

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