River Rising

River Rising

by Lisa Zimmerman

Winter shrank into itself
so dry the peach tree came down
with one hatchet blow
and the mock orange beside
the bedroom window barely whispered

a fragrance.
Only today the iris fill
like purple cups with rain
and the river rises into pastures.
New foals lean, unsteady
against their mothers, quiet
beneath fronds of water,
their bodies heavy
with something–
how the world, to them,
gives and takes, gives
and takes, how easy it is
to bear it.

(from The Light at the Edge of Everything)

Published in: on March 12, 2009 at 6:14 pm  Leave a Comment  

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