Point Of Day Poem by Douglas Scotney
Point Of Day
From a distant high
not a breath in the sky,
quiet,
and strong suspicion
that beneath what one sees
of the blanket of trees
there is life.
Then from a point a shiver,
then another,
then more;
each greater than the shiver before.
Eventually no more, and knowledge:
a giant
lies on the forest floor.
Thursday, October 4, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: cutting,dawn ,forest,knowledge,trees
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
la pointe du jour: french for 'dawn'
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