A Form of Light
Four
thousand blossoms
all
yellow
knit
over route 94
Wind
weaves
into wheat
through
acres of honey-soaked
pauses
The
dead rise from curves and dips
of
their red pinwheels
I
care to be not at the center
but
the edges
in
ragged light
where
seeds remove the ground
and
fall erases its rewards
What
is gold sugar and crimson
will
turn brown
I
know
it is
about to happen
I
ask to drink from a white cup
and
hear words
discuss
what they know
Sun
bounces off piñon
to
touch my glasses
--Lauren Camp
Featured
Poet, Lauren Camp is the author
of the poetry collection, This Business of Wisdom (West End Press), and is
the host/producer of “Audio Saucepan,” a weekly music/poetry show on
KSFR-FM. She is also a visual artist. Lauren blogs about poetry and its
intersections with art and music at Which Silk Shirt. She lives in a
rural farming village near Santa Fe. www.laurencamp.com
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