It's National Poetry Month so The American Academy of Poets is sending out a poem-a-day email. This is one of my favorites so far. Here's more information about the poet HERE .
Fireflies
by Fred Chappell
The children race now here by the ivied fence,
gather squealing now there by the lily border.
The evening calms the quickened air, immense
and warm; its veil is pierced with fire. The order
of space discloses as pair by pair porch lights
carve shadows. Cool phosphors flare when dark
permits yearning to signal where, with spark
and pause and spark, the fireflies are, the sites
they spiral when they aspire, with carefree ardor
busy, to embrace a star that draws them thence.
Like children we stand and stare, watching the field
that twinkles where gold wisps fare to the end
of dusk, as the sudden sphere, ivory shield
aloft, of moon stands clear of the world's far bend.
2 comments:
I'm glad to see him featured ~ and noted by you, too! Between the garden and honeybees (how are they?)you might enjoy one of his books from your local library (before you become ensconced in your studies). I enjoyed especially "Look Back all the green valley". ~ eileen
Hi Eileen! I will look up the book. Thanks for recommending it. I've already got my sights set on his newest volume of poetry.
No honey bees :( (major disappointment). I haven't said anything on here because I didn't want to whine. My husband's hours were cut for a couple of months and we could not justify taking it out of savings with that uncertainty on the horizon and by the time his hours picked back up, it was too late to order them them this year. However, we've joined the local bee keeper's association and will be ready next year. I even know where I'm going to buy them from. Meanwhile I'm planting lots of blooming perennials and bulbs and other flowers that will keep them home. We've even got a location picked out.
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