Day 27 brings us a poem from Oregon poet Mark Thalman. “Moving Into Night” first appeared in Poetpourri, and later in Verse Daily. The poem also appears in Mark’s full-length collection, Catching the Limit (© 2009, Fairweather Press).
THOUGHTS ABOUT THE POEM
As with yesterday’s poem from Celeste Thompson, Mark puts us in the water again. In this case, the reader, along with the narrator, merge with the calm, placid scene of pale stars that dot the lake, and shove off into the coming darkness.
Moving Into Night
After dinner dishes have been washed and put away,
I walk down to the dock.
Clouds hover against snow-capped peaks.
The sun, already below the horizon, turns glaciers pink.
Shadows stretch across the hills
like blankets being drawn up for the night.
Along the distant shore,
one last fisherman trolls for kokanee…
Below my feet, trout meander between pilings
glide over dappled stones.
The moon rises. On the water,
it is shattered by each wave.
With cupped hands, I scoop up a brilliant shard
and wash my face with wet light.
Soon, the wind dies, and the moon is again whole.
Pale stars, floating lanterns, dot the lake.
I untie my boat, shove off,
and lifting the oars, row across the heavens.
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