Poems ✍️

DO you know how the dream looms? how if summer misses one of us the two of
us miss summerSummer when the lungs of the earth take a long breath for the change to low
contralto singing mornings when the green corn leaves first break through the
black loamAnd another long breath for the silver soprano melody of the moon songs in the
light nights when the earth is lighter than a feather, the iron mountains lighter
than a goose downSo I shall look for you in the light nights then, in the laughter of slats of silver
under a hill hickory.
In the listening tops of the hickories, in the wind motions of the hickory shingle
leaves, in the imitations of slow sea water on the shingle silver in the wind-
I shall look for you.