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Friday, March 6, 2009

POETRY FRIDAY


A BIRTHDAY POEM
Ted Kooser

Just past dawn, the sun stands
with its heavy red head
in a black stanchion of trees
waiting for someone to come
with his bucket
for the foamy white light,
and then a long day in the pasture.

Read the rest of the poem here.

Poetry Friday is at PICTURE BOOK OF THE DAY.

5 comments:

Kyle said...

Happy birthday Carol!

Tricia said...

I adore Kooser. Thanks so much for sharing this poem.

Kelly said...

Very mooooving. :)

Jacqueline said...

the sun stands
with its heavy red head
in a black stanchion of trees
Loved this image and the view of life from a cow's perspective. Very leveling.

Mary Lee said...

Good reminder not to race through the pasture, but to slow down and graze...