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Here

There is nothing concrete to grasp in 
looking into the morning sky

The evidence of red-eye 
flights east a plane drawn line presents

is not a wheelbarrow solid enough 
dependency as day and night

carry   in coming and going
You don't see the poem

saying anything you can't see in it
White dashes of contrails' 

seemingly unmoving streak towards sunrise
disquiet the pale otherwise 

unpunctuated blue of dawn    
breaks it off                Here is that silence

Credit


Copyright © 2011 by Ed Roberson. Used with permission of the author.

Author


Ed Roberson

C.D. Wright has described Roberson's work as "lyric poetry of meticulous design and lasting emotional significance"

Date Published: 2011-11-09

Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/here