Rondel: Beside water at nightfall

December 25, 2006

So near to evening, thoughts against thought will run,
  &nbsp unsettled in currents: fish, aswim down suddened light.
  &nbsp Upon the bank, I’ve slowed to discern the turn toward night
in the songs of birds. Even water itself is by dark undone.

Trees and road, hill and distance—all coaxed into one.
  &nbsp Stern shapelessness, I cannot place myself. Wouldn’t know right
so near to evening. Thoughts against thought will run,
  &nbsp unsettled in currents: fish, aswim down suddened light.

like this, then—boat that drifts for the shore, done
  &nbsp with floating blind. At the edge of my vision, a white
  &nbsp something. Sand bar? Rock break? There’s not enough sight
to say. Will I learn at last how much such doubts have won?
So near to evening, thoughts against thought will run.

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