Monday, June 22, 2020

So Much of the World
by Gregory Djanikian

So much of the world exists
without us
the mountain in its own steepness
the deer sliding
into the trees becoming
a darkness
in the woods' darkness.
So much of an open field
lies somewhere between the grass
and the dragonfly's drive and thrum
the seed and seedling,
the earth within.
But so much of it lies in someone
standing alone at the edge of a field
with a life apart
feeling for a moment
the plover's cry
on the tongue
the curve and plumb
of the apple bough
in limb and bone.
So much of it between
one thing and another,
days of invitation,
then of release and return.

Gregory Djanikian, “So Much of the World” from Dear Gravity.