falling into night

day wanes
slowly in Saluda
sunlight sifts air
feathers whisper
under pale lit sky
hammock becalmed
swims butterflies
 
river over rock
river over rock
 
there
 
light fades
 
tin roof glinting
trilling chameleon tail
now you see it
now you don’t
 
river over rock
river over rock
 
woods full under half moon
sliced cleaver straight
like gram cut her pumpkin pie
this world
 
the other world
 
glimpsed like fairy feet
moon cool dips frog pond
whippoorwill song
light falling into tomorrow
 
river over rock
river over rock
 
they read the tarot
that afternoon
at Betsy’s kitchen table
two friends
 
listen
 
hear that
 
baby birds
those are baby birds
 
river over rock
river over rock
 
white half moon
pale in the gloaming
 
wings flapping
owl over road
swooping low
 
river over rock
river over rock
 
cottage side yard
meadowlike
cupped in woods
 
there
 
it falls
 
the dark
 
and the lawn
fills with fireflies
fat bright fireflies
 
blink
 
blink
 
blink
and over there
 
more
 
river over rock
river over rock
 
moon bright now against black
 
owl
moon
alone
 
but for the black bear
napping in day lilies
 
river over rock
river over rock
river over rock
river over rock
 
………………Nan Lundeen
 
The poet is grateful to the College of Charleston’s Illuminations where “falling into night” first appeared.
 

 

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