Particles: New and Selected Poems. Dan Gerber

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metaphor

      I talked

      that these poems might speak

      for what

      I couldn’t say

      from A Year’s Turning

      WINTER

      Through the dark

      which gives it light

      for us

      Polaris

      the first we see

      is not so far

      fifty years

      counting by how light will burst

      with time, through space

      Watching this star

      pulls me from this place

      my feet lose the ground / I

      am nowhere / everywhere

      I saw a bat

      dusting the ceiling

       I thought they slept in winter

      and killed him with a tennis racket

      Shock in my wrist

      he spunked like a hollow ball

      and faded on the floor

      but I did not trust his death

      An empty tree is filled with stars

      and we, tired of dreams

      seek new forms

      A constellation without name

      is waiting to become

      and light

      flickers from a distant farm

      There will be no coming back

      to fill with objects

      this longing for unknown things

      Night

      waits to become

      all we impose upon her

      SPRING

      Primary motion

      A Cooper’s hawk

      sails its patterns

      circles and dips

      hovers and rolls

      Wings

      form the intent

      the hunt of eyes

      larger than a man’s

      followed and fought

      against cold silence

      And how did you

      come to be ordinary

      though you can’t

      convince yourself

      This field of wild mustard

      a sky set in rain

      a place for dreaming / a place

      to graze your mind

      But the gun is lowered

      the mind won’t graze

      Why here

      in a field of wild mustard

      and how did you come to be ordinary

      though you won’t

      convince yourself

      All night the rain

      driving us through sleep

      washes tracks from the road

      washes snow from the fields

      and somewhere

      beyond the rain

      the moon

      hangs thoughtlessly ornamental

      in the sky

      SUMMER

      Pine trees

      and the grasses in a pine forest

      like sand vaporized

      pulse out a dry smell

      as you climb higher

      and breathe harder

      I stopped to rest

      on a fallen tree

      I thought of you

      gone

      and almost suffocated

      In the moonlight mountains

      darker as they are closer

      are lighter

      farther away

      Clearly / I need

      more light

      to see

      Often these clouds are beautiful

      but I

      can see storms in them

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