“The pond is sheathed in ice”

By Melanie Braverman Melanie Braverman
The pond is sheathed in ice, a duck troubles the reeds, the air around us still enough to hear the baby stir, but we don’t know where it is yet. By the force of our longing it is getting made for us, as thrilled people, palms full of seed, long for the chickadees to light, and they do. Light.

Source: Poetry (October 2011).

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This poem originally appeared in the October 2011 issue of Poetry magazine

October 2011
 Melanie  Braverman

Biography

Melanie Braverman’s most recent book is Red (Perugia Press, 2002), winner of the Publishing Triangle Audre Lorde Poetry Award. The poems appearing here are from a book-length manuscript called “The World With Us in It.” She is a poet-in-residence at Brandeis University.

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SUBJECT Living, Parenthood, Nature, Animals

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