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RUTH DAIGON
A Thirst for Moving Things
As afternoon tilts toward evening
and the underside of calm,
a window invites distance
where the stars arrive from their own journeys
where footsteps sound under the sea.
and the body tumbles through flecks of time.
We watch the moon cuts loose
tailed by a consort of stars.
We hear the forest singing in a thousand voices
enticing creatures into flight
and tempting us into our satin gowns and dancing shoes
until all that we know is motion.
A toothed wind streaks across the cheek of sky
trailed by air born dust
echoes of earth swimming worms
and roots holding hard and spreading spreading.
Windy histories tear loose from the present
and speed toward the future.
Sound scatters the air in gusts of cadences
and the night's long song.
And somewhere in the world
when animals step into stillness
thoughts rise volatile as dandelion fluff
pungent with time
And a breeze latent in twilight
washes us in gusts of memory
Copyright 2006, all rights reserved by the poet |
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founder and editor of POETS ON:, RUTH FAIGON is widely published in Ezines, rag mags, anthologies and collections: Daigon's poetry awards include "The Ann Stanford Poetry Prize, 1997 (University of Southern California Anthology, 1997) and the Greensboro Poetry Award (Greensboro Arts Council, 2000). The latest of seven books is "Payday At The Triangle" (Small Poetry Press, Select Poets Series) based on the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire in New York City,1911 was published in 2001 and one of her many readings was performed in The Lower East Side Tenement Museum in Manhattan, the area where the fire occurred. She is always a welcome voice on PoetryRepairShop
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