Steven Rood © 2003 All Rights Reserved
The Way of Things
If in the evening a rabbit screams,
the coyote moonlight shifting coyly
through leaf clutter,
shattering in the frost prism of a cobweb,
is no less lovely than before.
And if in the night a dove coos,
fingerlings of starlight darting slyly
through calm shallows,
resting at last in deep still pools,
are no less cold than before.
And if in the morning a woman sings
to the salamander sun rising steadily
through fogdown blankets,
burning away the promises of the night,
she is no less wise than before.
Copyright © 2004
Julie Lewis is an instructor at Glendale Community College in Arizona. Her writing has been published in The Formalist, Reed Magazine, and Shadow Boxing: Art and Craft in Creative Nonfiction. She is currently working on a book length collection of poetry.
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