Doing – a poem by Melanie Green

Doing
 
  
Get-the-van-fixed-food-shop-and-
make-lasagna self
 
missing
     the listen
to deep-solitude
self.
 
While crows scrabble
and joy,
 
some conjure now to shape
the stillness-field
     into language.
 
The doing
done,
 
to sit as an open
room
 
in slow-time
 
the only
     rivet-need
 
to receive
     the sun-stained
         daughter
 
of a voice.

Melanie Green‘s most recent poetry collection, A Long, Wide Stretch of Calm was published by The Poetry Box of Beaverton, Oregon. The titles of her earlier collections are: Continuing Bridge and Determining Sky. She is a resident of Portland, Oregon. 

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