Indiana

Posted: March 9, 2014 in Poetry
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Corn-colored dawn
Packed full of migrated clouds
Air so sober
The trees are bowing down

Husks outnumber hands
Wants dissolved somewhere within
The unsailed blue
Known as sky
Before
Contamination of man

I saw through sun-squinted eyes
The residence of God
Nature
Predating time

Past
Present
Future
Pretzeled

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Comments
  1. Svelte says:

    Excellent as always!

  2. bejamin4 says:

    Thanks for saying so. I really really appreciate it.

  3. Miranda Stone says:

    All these stanzas really work well together, Benjamin! You paint a clear image for the reader with your words. I should know by now to expect little surprises in your poems, and that last word “Pretzeled” was the surprise here. Completely unexpected, but very effective. Fine work, my friend.

    • bejamin4 says:

      Thanks, Miranda. Really. I had something different in the end instead of pretzeled, but I really like to try and attempt to use the word that feels new in some way. Thanks for commenting on it.

  4. Oh to be in Indiana at summertime … Stunning images. You really know how to connect your words to the reader. Amazing!

    • bejamin4 says:

      Thanks. Sometimes in the city-world we forget about the nature-world. Indiana is a nice place to be if you want to remember the presence and power of nature.

  5. caliroe says:

    ‘pretzeled’ got to me too! It gave me a satisfying crunch at the end after you started the poem with ‘corn’. (I have a bit of synesthesia ) Such a beautiful painting/poem!

  6. Powerfully original Benjamin, this is a superb nature poem

  7. redgladiola says:

    This is such a beautiful poem. You had me at the first line.

  8. livingintheheartland says:

    Corn-colored dawn nice imagery and good tie in with Indiana – the heartland!

  9. ray34d says:

    This is a great poem, i liked “The unsailed blue Known as sky”

  10. Very nice. Well, the poem is nice, depression is not! I particularly like a reimagining of the sun as “falling down.”

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