The weeds have been snapped at the roots, yet their leaves
and long stems are still green; untwining them relieves
the choked plants, but the refuse discarded still beams
with the life that has already ended.
Month: October 2014
A Pine Tree Glowing in the Sunset
Among recent days, at one dying of the light,
I saw a brilliant pine tree that did gather all my sight,
and sent my mind past it, toward the well by which ’twas bright:
the fountain-sun within the black cold adumbrating night,
which forever pours forth deathly, cruel, irradiating blight,
making worlds barren.
Into the Clarities 