A January Poem

Written Jan. 2, 2012, this poem appeared in my e-chapbook titled Wind Fierce as Love published a few years ago by Dead Mule School of Southern Literature.


Six sandhill cranes
land in a field
ringed by cottonwoods.

Dry grass,
wind-combed cornstalks,
thin snow rind in fence shade.

Chain clanging
on a metal flagpole,
Oglala drumbeat.

Weak sun setting,
half moon rising
like me without you

on New Year’s Day
in a wind
fierce as love.



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Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner

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