I mistook that hummingbird for a dragonfly at first metallic green stopping and starting beside the porch then zoning in on bushes and birdbath fast as life is so short as not to outlast the falling of an apple make up your mind Andrew pray or fall asleep but pray to whom petition the warm green light by lips are blades of grass to praise the wind nothing else to do really but grow tired and dream ache in the fingerjoints and shine like dull metal. First published in @3The Kenyon Review@1, Volume 22 #2 Spring 2000. www.kenyonreview.org/roth | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FACADE: 2. THE BAT by EDITH SITWELL SOLILOQUY OF A TURKEY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR SONNET: 9 by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 49 by PHILIP SIDNEY EMERSON by AMOS BRONSON ALCOTT CHINA 1937 by LAURA FRANCES ALEXANDER |