How I Wish To Live

As if I stood in the long blond wild oats
of twilight, singing with the crickets;

as if by pounding a midnight drum
I fixed the stars in their sockets;

as if at dawn I gathered bracken dew
and fed the last sequoia; as though by afternoon

my shallow curve of life stretched
to form the perfect arc—echoing

the passage of the moon.

. . . . .

Sinister Wisdom, 2007


Billie  Dee

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Comments

  • Glitter
    Glitterover 3 years ago

    beautiful!
    actual depth of life can be felt in this poem I believe.

  • Thanks Glitter. I try to write from a felt source of inspiration, tempered by my love of language. This particular poem has special meaning for me. Glad you enjoyed it.

    Billie

    – Billie Dee