"Outrun by a horse from another century" -Viani, Sun God Driving His Chariot (from here) |
Little Ice Age - by Kathy Nilsson
I have one good memory—a total
Eclipse of the sun—when out of brilliance
Dusk came swiftly and on the whole
At seven years it felt good on a summer afternoon
To be outrun by a horse from another century—
The next morning I washed up
On land like a pod of seals
Struck with a longing for dark at noon—
If the cessation of feeling is temporary
It resembles sleep—if permanent, it resembles
A little ice age—and the end of some
Crewelwork by a mother who put honey
Into my hands so the bees would love me.
From Poetry magazine, April 2012. (Take a minute to hear it read here.)
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