"High summer still life" - M Bromberg




"High summer still life" - M Bromberg

I'm up before the sun rises above the trees,
to open doors catching night in quiet surprise.
The cat is still asleep in a wicker chair.
These are summer mornings without idea, first,
in simple starlight and a low moon, not even
bird sound to strike the note. 

The night is passing without regret or prayer.
Before the day begins in earnest, let
the night recede in dreams and cool air.
Today I will make plans that go wrong, measure
relationships that do not fit, find a shoelace broken.
These human faults I own. Right now,

they have nothing to do with this still life of morning.
Sit without light and watch the sky come down,
let it come down to fill the mouth and mind.
There is time enough for light to build
above the roof-line and the summered trees; 
the sun will make the day without mistake.

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