Friday, January 23, 2009

Evening Song



Evening Song


We failed a little.
Dip the wound in water.
Wrap it in a song.
Climb into the canoe.
Paddle out from the weeping.
Let the failing fail.
Let the stars bear trouble.
Let the canoe carry.
What we cannot bury.


c Joy Harjo

1 comment:

Jannie Funster said...

Dip the wound in water, great line!