By Todd Davis Todd Davis
On the ridge above Skelp Road   
bears binge on blackberries and apples,   
even grapes, knocking down   
the Petersens’ arbor to satisfy the sweet   
hunger that consumes them.  Just like us   
they know the day must come when   
the heart slows, when to take one   
more step would mean the end of things   
as they should be.  Sleep is a drug;   
dreams its succor.  How better to drift   
toward another world but with leaves   
falling, their warmth draping us,   
our stomachs full and fat with summer?

Poem copyright © 2007 by Todd Davis. Reprinted from Some Heaven, by Todd Davis, published by Michigan State University Press, 2007, by permission of the author and publisher.

Source: Some Heaven (Michigan State University Press, 2007)

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Poet Todd Davis

POET’S REGION U.S., Mid-Atlantic

Subjects Nature, Summer, Fall, Trees & Flowers, Animals, The Body

Poetic Terms Free Verse


Todd Davis is the author of five full-length collections of poetry: Winterkill (2016), In the Kingdom of the Ditch (2013), The Least of These (2010), Some Heaven (2007), and Ripe (2002); as well as of a limited edition chapbook, Household of Water, Moon, and Snow: The Thoreau Poems (2010). He edited the nonfiction collection, Fast Break to Line Break: Poets on the Art of Basketball (2012), and coedited the anthology Making Poems . . .

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SUBJECT Nature, Summer, Fall, Trees & Flowers, Animals, The Body

POET’S REGION U.S., Mid-Atlantic

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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