We need
some pines to assuage the darkness
when it blankets the mind,
when it blankets the mind,
we need a silvery stream that banks
as smoothly
as a plane's wing, and a worn bed of
needles to pad the rumble that fills the mind,
and a blur or two of a wild thing
that sees and is not seen. We need these things
between appointments, after work,
and, if we keep them, then someone someday,
lying down after a walk
and supper, with the fire hole wet down,
the whole night sky set at a particular
time, without numbers or hours, will cause
a little sound of thanks--a zipper or a snap—
to close round the moment and the thought
of whatever good we did.
* * * * *Marvin Bell is a poet and teacher. He has taught at Oregon State University, the Iowa Writer's Workshop, the University of Hawaii, and the University of Washington. He currently teaches in the writing program at Pacific University in Oregon.He has published nearly 20 books of poetry, including Drawn by Stones, by Earth, by Things That Have Been in the Fire (1984), Vertigo: The Living Dead Man Poems (2011), and Rampant (2004), in which the above poem appears. He served as the first poet laureate of the State of Iowa. His has also been awarded Guggenheim and National Endowment of the Arts fellowships, a Fulbright Award, and was a finalist for the National Book Award. He currently lives in Port Townsend, Washington.
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