Stilling

By Donald Revell b. 1954 Donald Revell
The last snow is baited.
Where the future shatters
it unbends.
The dry bed of entirety,
where the sun bends,
shatters.

I was not afraid to tell you:
unobscene
at the first and then
the third horizon,
a copse-mountain
opened so near to me
I weighed nothing,
and you laid the flower in my mouth.

These are not animals.
These are the partial genocides
deeply uncompensated.
Under the grass
there is nothing but water
and two wings.

“Stilling” by Donald Revell from Beautiful Shirt (Wesleyan University Press, 1994). © 1994 by Donald Revell and reprinted by permission of Wesleyan University Press, www.wesleyan.edu/wespress.

Source: Beautiful Shirt (Wesleyan University Press, 1994)

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Poet Donald Revell b. 1954

POET’S REGION U.S., Southwestern

Subjects Nature, Landscapes & Pastorals

 Donald  Revell

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Born in the Bronx, Donald Revell received his PhD at SUNY Buffalo and is the author of more than a dozen books of poetry, translations, and essays. Steeped in the work of Henry David Thoreau and William Carlos Williams, Revell’s poetry is “seriously Christian but not doctrinaire, mystical without setting intellect aside, angry over political matters without ever growing stale or shrill, and more often joyful than any other . . .

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SUBJECT Nature, Landscapes & Pastorals

POET’S REGION U.S., Southwestern

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