JAN/FEB 05 / VOL. 5 ISSUE 5
This Month's Poem
 

Gulls at Sunrise: Dublin

A large
Nervous gathering
Of gulls
Ascend,
Descend,
In repeated rhythm,
Above moving table
Of the sea,
Extended wings
Billowing
In restive North wind-
Against wide roof
Of smoldering
Crimson sky


Mood for Sunset: Ireland

After the gradual coming
Of dusk,
Sunset
Moves across dark sky
With increasing brilliance,
Advances slowly,
Extended colors
Of rust,
Pale-yellow-
Blood-crimson

The indefinite mood
Deepens, lingers above moors,
Fades,
Disappears into darkness,
Leaving
Across wide roof
Of sky,
A myriad
Of high flung,
Scattered stars.

— William Meyer


William Meyer lives in Belvidere, Illinois

 


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 


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