In the Grove: The Poet at Ten
She lay on her back in the timothy
and gazed past the doddering
auburn heads of sumac.
A cloud—huge, calm,
and dignified—covered the sun
but did not, could not, put it out.
The light surged back again.
Nothing could rouse her then
from that joy so violent
it was hard to distinguish from pain.
Credit
From The Best Poems of Jane Kenyon (Graywolf Press, 2020). Copyright © 2020 by the Estate of Jane Kenyon. Reprinted with the permission of The Permissions Company, Inc., on behalf of Graywolf Press.
Author
Jane Kenyon
Jane Kenyon was born on May 23, 1947, in Ann Arbor, Michigan. She is the author of four books of poetry, including Constance (Graywolf Press, 1993). The recipient of a fellowship from the National Endowment for the Arts, Kenyon died on April 22, 1995.
Date Published
01/01/2020