Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Day 5 of NaPoWriMo: Mary Oliver

I've always been an admirer of Mary Oliver...My nature poem...


I heard red without seeing it,
directed my ear to the curve
of the cliff face as the sunrise
opened itself on its surface.

I heard it like a swarm of
honey bees in summer
as the night’s frost broke
into a cold pale dew.

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