Saturday, December 12, 2015

"The Quiet Urgency of Common Daylight"

How many days within a day!
Today was a black high country sky
Cold with stars and a dark courtyard.

The next today was a long glow
And a daughter playing fairies
While her mother slept on the couch.

Today was also a sunstruck room
Bare and urgent to caresses,
Or it was plein air on the lawn,

Painters and easels and children
Playing under the cottonwood
Hours as the last leaves blew away.

And today was ten other days.
So many days within a day
But a week is always a week.

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