7.07.2009

A Blessing (by James Wright)


Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota,
Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass.
And the eyes of those two Indian ponies
Darken with kindness.
They have come gladly out of the willows
To welcome my friend and me.
We step over the barbed wire into the pasture
Where they have been grazing all day, alone.
They ripple tensely, they can hardly contain their happiness
That we have come.
They bow shyly as wet swans. They love each other.
There is no loneliness like theirs.
At home once more,
They begin munching the young tufts of spring in the darkness.
I would like to hold the slenderer one in my arms,
For she has walked over to me
And nuzzled my left hand.
She is black and white,
Her mane falls wild on her forehead,
And the light breeze moves me to caress her long ear
That is delicate as the skin over a girl’s wrist.
Suddenly I realize
That if I stepped out of my body I would break
Into blossom
.


(This might be tied with this poem, for my favorite now)

7 comments:

Love Cami. said...

That's a very pretty poem... it's always amazing to me that people can write such beautiful things that move you. thanks for sharing!

Stephanie L. Johnson: Shy Lee Zephyr said...

This one and the other one you linked to are absolutely beautiful! I'm breathless and my heart is straining slightly in my chest. <3 And it feels good.

Bambola said...

That's a gorgeous poem! It creates such a beautiful image.

And the pictures you put with it are perfectly matching...

Bambola x

Lizzy said...

Thats sweet. I want my own pasture with horses.

7upkels said...

love the poem. you always have the best taste, that is why when you return this winter semester, we will have barnes and noble outings once a week and you will open me up to all kinds of lovely poetry :)

camille said...

so beautiful!

Brittany said...

love this...especially those last three lines. such a great way to explain uncontainable happiness. beautiful.