Painting by Jennifer Sosik
A Month of Happiness
A blind horse stands among cherry trees.
And bones shine from cool earth.
The heart leaps
Almost up to the sky! But laments
And filaments pull us back into the dark.
Night takes us. But
A paw
Comes out of the dark
To light the road. I’ll be all right.
I follow my own fiery traces
through the night.
Robert Bly
Posted over on Poet Seers
From: Eating The Honey of Words.
New and Selected Poems by Robert Bly
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