A Poem For Sunday

Sep 30 2012 @ 2:44pm

Leaves

“Leaves” by Gerald Stern:

He was cleaning leaves for one at a time
was what he needed, and a minute before the two
brown poodles walked by he looked at the stripped-down trees
from one more point of view and thought they were
part of a system in which the dappled was foreign
for he had arrived at his own conclusion and that was
for him a relief even if he was separated,
even if his hands were frozen,
even if the wind knocked him down,
even his cat went into her helpless mode
inside the green and sheltering Japanese yew tree.

(From In Beauty Bright by Gerald Stern © 2012 Gerald Stern. Used by permission of W.W.Norton & Company. Photo by Flickr user mksfly)