Daybreak Poem by Galway Kinnell

Daybreak

Rating: 3.3


On the tidal mud, just before sunset,
dozens of starfishes
were creeping. It was
as though the mud were a sky
and enormous, imperfect stars
moved across it as slowly
as the actual stars cross heaven.
All at once they stopped,
and, as if they had simply
increased their receptivity
to gravity, they sank down
into the mud, faded down
into it and lay still, and by the time
pink of sunset broke across them
they were as invisible
as the true stars at daybreak.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Simone Inez Harriman 02 November 2015

I love the images your poem gives. The starfish perfectly mirrors the stars. Beautiful :)

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Anita Sehgal 10 June 2012

very beautiful..vivid

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Patrick Robinson 17 April 2008

This should be called 'stars in the mud'. Nah.

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Galway Kinnell

Galway Kinnell

Providence, Rhode Island
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