Dawn like never before. Rosy bands across bare trees. For the beginner doubt and possibility both cradle in the pink sky, like the beginner empty and ready, as if an egg under each arm and without breaking them. Ada rows out on the lake, oar-plash and bird-call. So much in love with the music she just moves, that's all. Great hips! From the shore you're familiar with her look -- you must change her focus to see your human face. Cradled in a boat her body confirms destiny, already out this March starving the deer, demanding you dissemble and bow down and to whom. Ada in a boat, Ada on the shore, in the waning days of your twenties, Ada bathing. Your whole life is overcoming the past which is fixed to repeat. With a kind of innocence rustling the underbrush you'd crawl from the spot, red ant toward the real trees, were she not always undressing there before a swim. Dawn like never before charges up in you, alizarin, perfect and wanton with something to express, not figure out. You are here blindly observing gestures again. Only when they ricochet do the lights riddle your body: dignity, hope. You neither let go nor withhold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MANHATTAN, 1609 by EDWIN MARKHAM WINTER GARDEN THEATRE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS EPITAPH: FOR MY GRANDMOTHER by COUNTEE CULLEN INFANT JOY, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE EVE OF ST. AGNES by JOHN KEATS THE MAGIC MIRROR by HENRY MILLS ALDEN SUNRISE AND SUNSET: 1. SUNRISE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) SEASIDE THOUGHTS by BERNARD BARTON INAUGURATION SONNET: WILLIAM JEWETT TUCKER by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |