{"id":2523,"date":"2014-04-22T23:24:53","date_gmt":"2014-04-22T23:24:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2523"},"modified":"2014-04-23T02:31:28","modified_gmt":"2014-04-23T02:31:28","slug":"john-swain-april-2014","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/john-swain-april-2014\/","title":{"rendered":"John Swain, April 2014"},"content":{"rendered":"

Thundersnow<\/strong><\/p>\n

Reeds and trees in the river shine with ice,
\nwind in the bridges sounds a mountain hymn
\nas the grey sky weighs like a pressed stone.
\nI blurred into the snow as thunder opened
\nits pulse like a chrysalis
\nour mother carried across the tidal waters.
\nA peregrine falcon appeared for each hand
\nI used to clear the road with a broken shovel,
\nI buried the horses also, under a freesia wreath.
\nWinter cried like a bell in the clock tower
\nfor our return to the rest of its barrow,
\nalthough the city disappeared a blizzard before.
\nThe gales weathered my body like a bare cliff,
\nI sang as the spectral air filled my mouth
\nwith roots then the branches grew back to you,
\nthis forest path another country for our sleep.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 
\nEnough of the Plenty<\/strong><\/p>\n

Shore of stones hollowed the winter forest,
\nashes fell like feathers from my hair
\nwhen I raised my face from last week\u2019s snow.
\nThe river arose to embrace the rain
\nlike blossom and thorn cross your white arms
\nwhere the prying sun marked its sign of goats.
\nPaths of birds transformed grey air to jewels
\nand we cannot be the same
\nafter incision of wings divided the world
\nback to night like the side of a codex queen
\nmeets a candle burning beneath clear glass,
\nred fire the blood that scorched her true body.
\nAnd then the vanishing into the land
\nlike a tracker\u2019s footsteps
\nI followed still trying to find another way.
\nTorn books warm the bare dwelling floor,
\nalthough I seldom allow myself reminiscence,
\nhaving taken enough of the plenty.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Land Between the Lakes<\/strong><\/p>\n

A white barge motionless in distance upon white roughs
\nlike a floating tower as liberated winds exult on the lake,
\ntorrents cascaded over the breakwater like a spray of iris.
\nA dead green buoy lay on the rocks with its rusted chain
\nlike a giant\u2019s eye while I kicked clam shells on the beach,
\nI called the grey rainfall to come clothe me with your sky
\nand drape everywhere like another day of survival.
\nSilent eagles hunted the shore like a dark monolith
\nin their lordship, I stilled where the robes fell like shadow.
\nTearing gusts carried me into abandon like a pine shelter
\nwhere I wanted to remain an instant more like waking
\nin the morning as sun suffered its body like a birth to rise.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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