BEAUTIFUL
the first stanza anyway. just thrillingly imagistic.
the second is rather a tangent in such a short piece; when I write
about nature, as you've done here, I tend to see each element (wind,
leaves, the gutter they're in, the wood by the road the leaves fell
from) as a character of its own, in a sort of discourse with the
others. the wind sleeping on the wheat (not to mention the wheat)
makes only a cameo appearance here, & the effect I get is a rather
unfulfilling one.
I think the piece needs to be this short, & I think it needs a stanza
(or two?) in addition to the first (which I just read again & it took
my breath away, again). destined for greatness, this one.
KS
On 10/10/06, Caleb Cluff <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Accident.
>
> I bought a new car, and my new car killed a hawk.
> Not a loud death - more like a suitcase hitting the floor.
>
> (This was before you left,
> and the wind lay sleeping upon the wheat.)
>
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