A Sunday Afternoon Poem

Here is a recent Tryiptych poem by Judith Neeld, an island poet who has been a part of the for over 30 years. Neeld has taught poetry at Nathan Mayhew Seminars, has published a few books of her poems, and was once the publisher of "Stone Country Poetry Magazine.”

The accompanying trio-of-trees photographs are courtesy of William Waterway.

Images of Full Moon and Dawn

Almost the day-star in its windless desert
a perfect disc slips into the west
erasing the planets.
Light bleak, unbending across my walls.
In the shadows night is blind
a road is unseen until
one beam signals the way.

                   *****

Hollows in the land, wet
with new rain to drown old life.
On the hills trees straighten
branches strip for winter
naked limbs seductive.

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Sometime there'll be dawn, gray, unsure
but a wren's one call
then more. I feel
repetitions growing in my throat.
Countless notes, countless
shadows melting.

- Judith Neeld