Poetry – June

June 25th, 2014  |  Published in *, June 2014, Poetry

THREE POEMS BY JANE DURRELL

LONG TIME GONE

Who cried, in that other time from now,
Whose heart hurt, unhealed, until
Bliss intruded, out of nowhere,
and then was gone again.

Old carings, rustling like cicada shells
Form intact, being gone
Remembering remembering.

THOUGHTS GOING SOUTH ON I-75

I cannot read in Tennessee
The mountains claim my eye.

Within their airy outer layers
Cloud-clothed and feathered green
Each hides a city’s worth of uncut stone
A heart without a beat and seldom seen.

But somewhere, on a hill and oddly graced,
Is the jar that Wallace Stevens placed.

KENTUCKY REMEMBERED FROM OHIO, AND VICE VERSA

Place names of America
Free the mind for traveling.

I myself, this afternoon, passed through
Felicity
Utopia
Mt. Olive

And yesterday went straight ahead
Although the signpost promised
Paris to the right,
Winchester to the left.

Rich names, down the road.

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