Brief Country

From overhead see
horses run across the newer ridge
where old houses strain under
strokes of raining.
Still this drone-view moves through
weather fleeting like the pain
of prior lives.

On the rise a girl sings
almost out of hearing, selective
as to notes and words selective
as to meaning allowed to carry
over wet air too slow to catch
in a sky-road too fast to hold
above this brief country.

But standing-back peels
an onion, probes the veil of those
small places, paints horizons with
a name that trades the nearness of you
for pointillism far removed
from iota, begging the question
of how far back to stand.



Image Credits: Great Himalaya Trails

L. Ward Abel

L. Ward Abel, poet, composer and performer of music, teacher, retired lawyer, lives in rural Georgia, has been published hundreds of times in print and online, including The Reader, Istanbul Review, Versal, Yale Angler’s Journal, Pudding, Indian Review and others, and is the author of one full collection and nine chapbooks of poetry, including Jonesing For Byzantium (UK Authors Press, 2006), The Heat of Blooming (Pudding House Press, 2008), American Bruise (Parallel Press, 2012), Little Town gods (Folded Word Press, 2016), A Jerusalem of Ponds (erbacce-Press, 2016), and Digby Roundabout (Kelsay Books, 2017).

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One thought on “Brief Country

  • February 15, 2018 at 4:08 am

    Ward, I LOVE what you write…………..always a cleansing of the soul for me.


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