Monday, September 6, 2010

A Natural Solitude

A Natural Solitude


I fingered the trident lines
of heron steps
in dust of sand over the mud
where river devours land.
I shed the weight of my flesh
and took new robes of earth
as you inspired the trees
naked and graceful in pure movement.
The chained blue arms of wind
held the pierced sun aloft,
we separate from light's embrace
and resume a natural solitude.

--John Swain lives in Louisville, Kentucky. His chapbooks, Prominences and Sinking of the Cloth appeared from Flutter Press and Set Apart Before the World Was Made appeared from Calliope Nerve Media. Full of Crow published his ebook, The Feathered Masks and a forthcoming chapbook, Burnt Palmistry.

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