Charlotte Gunther

Are you awake yet — really awake?
In your spirit, I mean.

Is there a light — do you see a light?
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Driving along the interstate
into the setting sun,
Making a fist of my hand
I block the blinding disk.
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Sleeping in down
close to the ground
Is not far removed
from sleeping under the ground
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“Even the wind and the sea obey Him.”
And I?
I keep on blowing and tossing.
As if He still sleeps in the hold!
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Little purple cups appear in the snow

And yellow faces dance in the wood.
Then golden blazes make a fence
And cherry blossom fountains sway.

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a little warm sunshine
makes everything stretch
green blades out of brown earth
red buds out of brown twigs
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Akron Baroque
Offers a ledge
At eternity’s edge.
Come sit a while
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At the beach

At the beach Ocean and Earth wrestle
Ocean draws back, roars and pounds
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I hesitate to speak
venture first to seek

I broach a subject
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After a hearty “hello” and one quick breath
Comes the heartfelt farewell and quiet tears
As we whirl with the earth
And dance through the years.
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Suspends the sun above Earth’s rim
Golden galluses hold the scene
Purple ribbons drape the clouds
All is still
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