Like Feathers

Like feathers, they drift in
from somewhere out-of-frame,
and none of them can name
where they have been.

Too briefly do they stay
in-frame, falling, lifting,
lightly slanting, drifting
down and away,

with perfect gravity,
into the waiting grave.
They love us but behave
so thoughtlessly.

Jane Greer

Jane Greer

Jane Greer edited Plains Poetry Journal (1981-1993), an advance guard of the New Formalism movement. Her new book of poems is Love like a Conflagration (Lambing Press). She is the judge of the Catholic Literary Arts 2021 Sacred Poetry Contest.
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Jane Greer edited Plains Poetry Journal (1981-1993), an advance guard of the New Formalism movement. Her new book of poems is Love like a Conflagration (Lambing Press). She is the judge of the Catholic Literary Arts 2021 Sacred Poetry Contest.