The Poem – Musings by Julia Baker-Swann

Let yourself fall into step
with The Poem.
Which includes the night
you are emerging from
where again you wrestled with death.
It felt nothing like The Poem.
Here in the sun-dew meadow
The Poem is easy to read.
My body opens as I step
deeper into The Page. And then
I notice The Page in front of me
scattered with clumps of red feathers.
By new-moon dark the meadow
stilled the wing of a cardinal.
The Poem is always about death
and there is always a moon.
–         Julia Baker-Swann
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Musings

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