Friday, June 08, 2007

Lying In A Hammock At William Duffy's Farm In Pine Island, Minnesota


Over my head, I see the bronze butterfly,
Asleep on the black trunk,
blowing like a leaf in green shadow.
Down the ravine behind the empty house,
The cowbells follow one another
Into the distances of the afternoon.
To my right,
In a field of sunlight between two pines,
The droppings of last year's horses
Blaze up into golden stones.
I lean back, as the evening darkens and comes on.
A chicken hawk floats over, looking for home.
I have wasted my life.



---James Wright

4 comments:

jenni said...

Caroline did her project on horses for school and read A Blessing. It was sooo cute to hear her read it and she did such a good job! I love this one too.

Valerie Loveland said...

I love James Wright.

Simmons B. Buntin said...

Not a bad way to waste a life, though, eh?

Emmy said...

i love this cause rilke's "archaic torso of apollo" comes immediately to mind too.