Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BOSC PEARS, by SUSAN CONLEY First Line: We are committed to atoms, to their unseen ways Subject(s): Luck | ||||||||
We are committed to atoms, to their unseen ways of taking up space. But also to irrefutable luck that gives us green tea on Wednesdays, a half-eaten bowl of blackberries. Luck that spills over the luck of pears on the sideboard and yellow bananas in the blue ceramic bowl. Luck of sweet Nellie, newly adopted dog, and sage leaves and wooden crucifixes. If you give up luck, God will desert you so the folk tale goes. Today God may lie just beyond the plum trees. Just beyond the rusted iron gate to the orchard of my childhood and the arm of reason. He could be dangerous. So was the planet system, but Copernicus still said the sun was the heart of so many lonely orbits. If we give up luck, will we lose mystery? Because there is a way the field out back flames orange just after the sun wheels' last turn. It is atomic science. It is how these perfected forms - three flecked eggs two slatted chairs - can come to seem an idea of goodness if we're lucky enough to catch them at dusk when they're hardly in touch with the earth, and we know them by longing they displace. Copyright © Susan Conley. http://www.wlu.edu/~shenando | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING LEMONADE by TONY HOAGLAND THE FORTUNATE SPILL by MARILYN NELSON MUCHAS GRACIAS POR TODO by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE SOME SAY YOU'RE LUCKY by GREGORY ORR THE LIFE OF TOWNS: LUCK TOWN by ANNE CARSON OF MONEY by BARNABY (BARNABE) GOOGE BIANCA AMONG THE NIGHTINGALES by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |
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