Richard K. Kent

Path of Cloud Shadows

(Section 1 from "Circling Local Woods")

 

 

On this winter solstice afternoon,

anyone can walk the path of cloud shadows,

 

and let the ear tune in to distant crows cawing,

which might lead one deeper into woods

 

less known. Soon the day will end and getting

lost a little only sharpens the senses. Or it might

 

summon forth a whisper of a guide almost

forgotten, yet then there—as the quiet grows.

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