He will, I trust, be less confused
by his companions.
Their gentleness will match his own.
Tag Archives: peace
On falling asleep to Williams’ Lark Ascending
There’s a measure of peace in all things,
a first warm sky of the season
in every bleating cold rainy dark
and so, though I see
neither through nor branch
in the blue from my couch,
my body’s settled to become
a meadow for the birds
I join my son at his video game –
At the rat-a-tat. I don’t like it.
The kills, I don’t like it.
Care packages,
tumbling, hulking soldiers
dropping – I don’t like it. No,
I don’t like it.
But I like him.
Peace / Vrede
Wave your flag!
I’m looking for
a field of weeds and daisies,
where the heat and sweetness
rise together,
and the horizon is enough.
Utrecht Journal 