NEW POEM: BEACH PLUMS

Sleeping Fox  Island Beach April 2016

“To Sleep, Perchance to Dream” — Sleeping Fox Among the Beach Plums

For some reason, my poetry Muse has returned lately.

I could well credit my recent reading of Rilke, whose previously unpublished works I ‘devoured’ in April, so-called Poetry Month.  As if one can consign an art or a race to a month!

Here is one of the new collection, some of which you know because you saw this image not too long ago in NJWILDBEAUTY.

Do remember that we would not have WILD BEAUTY in NJ without serious, steady, even increasing preservation of open land.

And enjoy this glimpse into the Carolyn who was poet first and foremost, before preservation took center stage.

 

BEACH PLUMS

 

something about the beach plums

–past their prime

though today is merely May

 

something about their branches

–looking seared

 

I want to find this meagreness of blossoms

proof of early pollination

 

a few short weeks ago

beneath these beach plums

I came upon the slumb’ring fox

 

in full daylight

such peacefulness of wild

in the wild

 

sleek chin

upon elegant

black paws

 

I envied that fox

its trust

finding shelter

deep in plum twigs

not yet blossom-shrouded

 

and now, so soon

all blooms felled

 

no shelter for wingèd

nor four-leggèd

 

should I return in autumn

would absences

have been transformed

to fruit?

 

CAROLYN FOOTE EDELMANN

May, 2016

 

 

 

 

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