Steven Federle

Rookie - 341 Points (1951 / Cincinnati Ohio)

Redwoods At Dawn - Poem by Steven Federle

Shafts of night rise
from earth, climb past my front door,
shade my window, vault

past the high arch, lift
the sky with narrow rings of
never-ending green

as golden morning
crowns with light; excited birds
sing out graven night.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 11, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, January 13, 2014

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