Ted Kooser
Just past dawn, the sun stands
with its heavy red head
in a black stanchion of trees
waiting for someone to come
with his bucket
for the foamy white light,
and then a long day in the pasture.
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5 comments:
Happy birthday Carol!
I adore Kooser. Thanks so much for sharing this poem.
Very mooooving. :)
the sun stands
with its heavy red head
in a black stanchion of trees
Loved this image and the view of life from a cow's perspective. Very leveling.
Good reminder not to race through the pasture, but to slow down and graze...
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