Take Comfort Where You Can

By Michael Chitwood b. 1958 Michael Chitwood
Not for nothing
are we given at least as much
sense as God gave a goose,
which we have no access to, sensewise.
We don’t speak goose
nor recognize what body language
there may be in a body
which is mostly neck and dollop.
But down, now there is something
to build dreams on.
We have recourse
and in the morning the feathered snow
will have come and closed the roads.
Linger. Leave off.

Source: Poetry (June 2006).


This poem originally appeared in the June 2006 issue of Poetry magazine

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June 2006
 Michael  Chitwood


Poet and essayist Michael Chitwood was born in Rocky Mount, Virginia. He earned a BA from Emory & Henry College and an MFA from the University of Virginia. In his work, Chitwood explores the Appalachian landscape of his youth and frequently draws on colloquial speech and themes. His many collections of poetry include Salt Works (1992), Whet (1995), The Weave Room (1998), Gospel Road Going (2002), which won the Roanoke-Chowan . . .

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Poem Categorization

SUBJECT Nature, Faith & Doubt, Religion, Animals

POET’S REGION U.S., Southern

Poetic Terms Free Verse, Metaphor

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