Tuesday, September 23, 2014

that great tribe




gratitude for the profusion
of necessary momentary fragments
whose small composites find strength in union
to take lazy possession of the soil

wafted washed dropped or flung
as the quickening of ovules
downward, with heavy rains
from the overhanging bank, flood

the only inducement offered
from the dissolving rain is respite
for these less than weary travelers
in the sweet red-scented sublime clay

Lucy Meskill


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