4.12.2015

The Sad Man

The moon, that sad man,
Comes through tears and protestations,
That sad man.

His almond eyes heavy
In shadowy backyard half-light
Stay awake.

Disenchanted stars
Stand still while mourning doves
Stay awake.

I sleep, wake, toss,
I sleep, wake from screaming,
Stay awake.

The sad man sighs down
Grasping heartbeams and resisting arrest,
That sad man.

#12 of 30 in April. Grace challenged the Real Toads to be inspired by the poetry of Wallace Stevens, someone whose poetry has long been an inspiration to me. This poem is something of a response to his poem The Brave Man. Not long ago I wrote this one: Ways of Looking at the Snow Moon