"Quiet Night"

"Quiet Night"

"Quiet Night"

A weekly poem, read by the author.
July 29 2003 11:14 AM

Quiet Night

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nighthawks and goatsuckers, the sleepy respirations of the forest,

        and the owl that asks first for a name,

then leaves its spar

        and spreads a silence

so vast and immobile

        you can hear whole migrations inside it,

the swoons, the plummets, the bland ascensions

      of souls.