Produced by Dennis Camire
This week’s poem is by a former editor of The Beloit Poetry Journal, John Rosenwald of Farmington.
Almost Dawn
By John Rosenwald
Kids and grandkids still
sleeping. I rise, go down
to the dock, dive into the
almost dark.
A slight squawk. “Ducks,”
I think, when, suddenly,
neck stretched, legs trailing,
so close I could touch,
a great blue heron,
wings wide, blesses me,
lands, stands
as I stand, sometimes,
looking down, looking out,
still, waiting.
As I round the raft, returning
to shore, ready for daybreak,
reluctant to rouse the still
creatures, I see only
rocks, shoreline, bushes with
blueberries, ripe for picking.
Dennis Camire can be reached at dcamire@cmcc.edu
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