Saturday-Introduction to Pastoral Poetry

Third draft after discussion & practice:



today our sister worried as she drank her coffee like an animal
A free animal full of dazzle and power
She felt the brilliant breeze of the wild sky
She worried about her brother’s wild fever
She whispered an enchanted song into her hands
Words to purify him
to heal her brother’s wild contagious fever
Going to his bedside
She whispered to him
“Do you remember when we were young playing outside in the beautiful snow?”

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