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22 CIMARRON REVIEW SIDNEY WADE Witness Tree Junction, Rochelle, FL We walk the dry path—it hasn’t rained for months— through pine stand, hammock, dessicated swamp. e still-hot sun is veiled by merciful clouds. Hundreds of robins flush—it’s a sharp-shinned hawk, while far from this transitive landscape appalling darkness prepares for its pomp and circumstances. ere must be a map in the lush, ever-vernal grace of language that might help us emerge from the gloom, though I can’t hear it now. Old sounds: shrouded whispers, in tongues, the hum between love and the battered earth’s bruised chorus. A golden orb-weaver hangs in her loom of evanescence and calmly observes us. November 9, 2016
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S i d n e y Wa d e
Witness Tree Junction, Rochelle, FL
We walk the dry path—it hasn’t rained for months—through pine stand, hammock, dessicated swamp.The still-hot sun is veiled by merciful clouds.Hundreds of robins flush—it’s a sharp-shinnedhawk, while far from this transitive landscapeappalling darkness prepares for its pompand circumstances. There must be a mapin the lush, ever-vernal grace of languagethat might help us emerge from the gloom,though I can’t hear it now. Old sounds: shroudedwhispers, in tongues, the hum between loveand the battered earth’s bruised chorus.A golden orb-weaver hangs in her loomof evanescence and calmly observes us.
November 9, 2016
