May Swenson Sky Poems
- 1. Landing On The Moon
When in the mask of night there shone that cut,
we were riddled. A probe reached down
and stroked some nerve in us,
as if the glint from a wizard's eye, of silver,
... - 2. The Shape Of Death
What does love look like? We know
the shape of death. Death is a cloud
immense and awesome. At first a lid
is lifted from the eye of light:
... - 3. Little Lion Face
Little lion face
I stopped to pick
among the mass of thick
succulent blooms, the twice
... - 4. Question
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... - 5. Blue
Blue, but you are Rose, too,
and buttermilk, but with blood
dots showing through.
A little salty your white
... - 6. October
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A smudge for the horizon
that, on a clear day, shows
the hard edge of hills and
... - 7. Water Picture
In the pond in the park
all things are doubled:
Long buildings hang and
wriggle gently. Chimneys
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