Wood

for an anniversary

I have always loved wood,
the smell of it, the grain
under the hand, the sinew
of living wood upright
in its roots, the green
it breathes to the world,
the crazy salad of colors,
blossom and leaf,
and the eyes where branches were,
knots and boles,
the way as Mark said,
men are trees, walking.

My whole heart is walking,
love, to you, on this,
our day of wood,
the grain of us, the rings
remembering, the way
you will feel like time
in my two hands
when I touch you again.

David Mason

David Mason

David Mason was poet laureate of Colorado from 2010 to 2014. His next two books will be The Sound: New and Selected Poems (Red Hen) and Voices, Places: Essays (Paul Dry Books), both due in 2018.
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  • Wood - October 1, 2017

Author: David Mason

David Mason was poet laureate of Colorado from 2010 to 2014. His next two books will be The Sound: New and Selected Poems (Red Hen) and Voices, Places: Essays (Paul Dry Books), both due in 2018.