Oh, I do love this poem. "following the wrong god home we may miss our star" and "lest the parade of our mutual life get lost in the dark." And, as Bethany says, "the darkness around us is deep" but, hopefully, so is the light! Loving Willam Stafford all the more.
"the signals we give—yes or no, or maybe—
should be clear: the darkness around us is deep."
Remembering how much fun it was, a few years ago, to structure all the book reviews around this poem.
What a cool idea, Megan.
It was LL's!
Those were the days! :) A reading column that morphed and morphed and morphed. Always with books at the center. :)
Oh, I do love this poem. "following the wrong god home we may miss our star" and "lest the parade of our mutual life get lost in the dark." And, as Bethany says, "the darkness around us is deep" but, hopefully, so is the light! Loving Willam Stafford all the more.
It really is such a great poem. Love those lines, Sandra! :)