Monthly Archives: September 2013

A Chill Day

Chills emerged from someplace near
And someplace far, with half-known fear,
Quick bringing forth the naked cold
Of mind with dust blown off, so old
Times – so old they were youth –
Return to current, waves uncouth.
Freeing things unknown but hid,
Their never-before key melded,
To open strong the heavy door
That had been only walls before.
So that the wind blows without things
To block it, muffle how it sings,
How it sings songs raw and heard
And deep-wailed from this earth-wide bird –
Its strong but subtle power freed,
To move the air, release the seed.

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