Showing posts with label Linda Pastan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Linda Pastan. Show all posts

Friday, September 21, 2012

september





it rained in my sleep
and in the morning the fields were wet

I dreamed of artillery
of the thunder of horses

in the morning the fields were strewn
with twigs and leaves

as if after a battle
or a sudden journey

I went to sleep in the summer
I dreamed of rain

in the morning the fields were wet
and it was autumn




~ Linda Pastan
from Carnival Evening: New and Selected Poems
with thanks to the mark on the wall