Crown

By Kay Ryan b. 1945 Kay Ryan
Too much rain
loosens trees.
In the hills giant oaks
fall upon their knees.
You can touch parts
you have no right to—
places only birds
should fly to.

Kay Ryan, “Crown” from Say Uncle. Copyright © 2000 by Kay Ryan. Reprinted with the permission of Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

Source: Say Uncle (Grove/Atlantic Inc., 2000)

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Poet Kay Ryan b. 1945

POET’S REGION U.S., Western

Subjects Nature, Trees & Flowers, Landscapes & Pastorals, Animals