Homage to Robert Bly

Cover of Planet of the Blind....man and dog....

Nobody rests and that’s the truth friend.
I woke this morning
And with my blind eyes
Up close I saw the first buds
On the apple trees.
They were lit by their own stars.
I leaned against the porch
While my dog prowled
Counting silently
Because when I look at things
I lose them—
Do you know what that is?
Who doesn’t break into pieces
Watching the red winged blackbird
Solemnly raise one leg.
He’s like an old Slavic dancer.
I count backwards.
Fractions. Slow at first.
Then faster.
That’s all I know.

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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