a wandering woman writes

Monday, June 05, 2006

Poetry Thursday, early

I'm too early to catch the prompt for Poetry Thursday this week, so I'll just post a new find, Living by Denise Levertov, the perfect send off to a week's wander through Ireland:


The fire in leaf and grass
so green it seems
each summer the last summer.

The wind blowing, the leaves
shivering in the sun,
each day the last day.

A red salamander
so cold and so
easy to catch, dreamily

moves his delicate feet
and long tail. I hold
my hand open for him to go.

Each minute the last minute.



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