Repose At 4am

repose at 4AM

To breathe in stillness when the train has passed

and birds slumber in the trees,

instills comfort. The room’ s lit by a street lamp

squinting through the shutters

while elsewhere leaf shadows

make their vineyard on the wall.

 

They say this house was built

from the ruins of an olive mill;

and the ground remembers its fallen fruit

but has submitted to the wild emptiness

ghosting through tall grass & broken stone.

 

Two stories up, I press your hand extracting

whatever chill lingers from a dream; and you go on

to rest without trembling.  A sacred thing

harvested in this last hour

when darkness makes its peace with dawn;

and cobwebs seem to have caught

(letting the air skim off ) what you

can no longer remember.

5 comments

  1. wendy! I am esp. smitten by the ‘wild emptiness’ ghosting through and the magic-music of ‘tall grass and broken stone’—I love the idea of harvesting time Memory itslf is misty and forgetful./luckily you paint sense impressions to create a gentle mood piece.—kallie oh too darkness/dawn!

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  2. “a street lamp

    squinting through the shutters”

    “leaf shadows

    make their vineyard on the wall”

    Wendy,

    Another long night here, but your poem has awakened the senses.
    It has the same effect on me as this lovely season. It makes me
    feel alive and attuned.

    “you go on

    to rest without trembling.”

    That really knocks my socks off! I love it!

    “cobwebs seem to have caught

    (letting the air skim off ) what you

    can no longer remember.”

    I will add some of these quotes to Bon Mots when I return this evening.

    My day is better for having begun it with your poem.

    sarah

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  3. Dear Sarah and Kallie

    Thank you both so much for your gracious and wonderful comments! I am sincerely touched by your thoughtfulness and am glad you enjoyed the poem!!

    Take care,
    my best to you both,
    wendy

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  4. Hi Maryse

    Your kind words toward this piece are deeply appreciated! I think dawn is a time of calm, a sense of peace and the prelude to new light and a beginning day.

    Again, thank you!
    Wendy

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