Sunday, April 12, 2009

EASTER MORNING ON THE HAIRPIN CURVE

Easter Morning on the Hairpin Curve
Smoky Mountains

Is it water or
phacelia that tumbles
down the banks,
overflowing its rocky
creel, water
or trillium,
merging this morning
in one brim-
ful flagrant
resounding of
yes, She lives,
does the Earth,
our longsuffering
handmaiden raising
up dipper
by dipper the day
for us out of
her dark womb.

----KS Byer
(first published in Kakalak)




5 comments:

  1. It is indeed a beautiful poem. I have always said that I believe Kay Byers dreams poetically, with words and images coming to her from everywhere.

    I look forward to reading Joyce Foster's book. The cover is gorgeous and I know the poems are good.

    She will be reading this month, the 25th, I believe at City Lights Books in Sylva.

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  2. Kay,
    This is a beautiful Easter poem. Thank you for sharing it with us.

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  3. Thank you Kathryn, Glenda, and Brenday Kay. Glenda, I dreamed about vampires last night! And the next dream had you and Nancy in it, and Nancy talked me into taking a puppy home with me and when I showed it to my daughter and husband, they said, no way, we have too many dogs, so in my dream I set about tracking down Nancy to give the dog back. It took a long time and I don't know if I ever found her..... so much for my poetic dreams!!!

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  4. Well, Kay, those wonderful poems of yours come from somewhere and I imagine you could make a poem from this weird dream.
    Friends, family and frustration -- now that I can relate to.

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