Here is a poem from Laura, a new Colorado poet–not new to the state, just new to the art form. She says this poem came to her fully formed, her first ever. And when she told me about it, I could see the confidence she felt in offering it. She knew it was a poem and had the courage to say so. I’m inclined to want more poems from her.
Sleeping In
The mountains breathing
Rhythmically.
The weight of their cover
Not so much.
The beasts in sync.
The weight of the world.
Too much to rise.
I like the clarity, the tension between the title and the body of the poem, the turn at the end. And I especially like the fact that we experience the awareness that the speaker felt. It’s global but not heavy. Let me know your response.
Karen Douglass, Author 