I'm not sure what's more beautiful than an evening in June with Richard Wilbur ...
and this one is particularly swoon-worthy.
June Light
by Richard Wilbur
Your voice, with clear location of June days,
Called me outside the window. You were there,
Light yet composed, as in the just soft stare
....
(Read it here, at Poets.org.)
~~~~~
Laura Shovan has the round-up this week, and it's a truly delightful one.
She's poet-in-residence at Northfield Elementary School, and today she's sharing
first drafts from aspiring, third-grade poets. Join the fun here.
first drafts from aspiring, third-grade poets. Join the fun here.
6 comments:
What a lovely poem. Hadn't seen that one before. I clearly need to read more of Wilbur's work. :)
Very swoony! "your face/As legible as pearskin's fleck and trace," Ah!
His words make me imagine now why so many June weddings! It's a love poem to savor for sure, Karen. Thanks for finding and sharing!
Beautiful, the way that tossed pear becomes an image of the lover's freckled face. Thank you for this poem today, Karen.
Lovely! It is a poem to savor. Thanks for sharing.
Love that just soft stare. A poem of light and beauty and love. Thanks, Karen!
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