Poetry Friday is hosted by Tabatha Yeatts: The Opposite of Indifference
Long April days – testing season is upon us, and we feel the weight of it. But, we had a beautiful sunset, and it was good to take an evening walk and notice quiet loveliness everywhere. And it was good to remember the day, the moments from our classroom, and the Springtime silliness of my sixth graders. Tomorrow is another day…
The Evening is Tranquil, and Dawn is a Thousand Miles Away
The mares go down for their evening feed
into the meadow grass.
Two pine trees sway the invisible wind—
some sway, some don’t sway.
The heart of the world lies open, leached and ticking with sunlight
For just a minute or so.
The mares have their heads on the ground,
the trees have their heads on the blue sky.
Two ravens circle and twist.
On the borders of heaven, the river flows clear a bit longer.