Sam Hamill
VIGILANCE
Trees, shrubs, grass—everything
glistened in late February frost
as first rays of sunlight
filtered through the woods.
I stood at the window,
coffee mug in hand,
and watched the first spring robin
hop and scratch and eat,
scratch and eat, first under
lace-leaf maples, then
along the edge of the path
that leads out
to my studio. I watched,
for almost an hour,
a happy bird enjoy a feast.And for an hour, I put
away all thoughts
of our president in Europe
renewing threats,
put away all thoughts of
people decimated
by a great tsunami,
or of the latest casualties
in Iraq. Enough of that.
Give me
one moment with a robin
and a sunrise,
late winter’s harsh yellow light,
and crack
of frozen gravel underfoot
as I go out to work—
frightening off the bird—a little wonder
in a suffering world,
a little delight
in a world of pain.
And then begin again.
–from Rattle #23, Summer 2005
July 22nd, 2009 at 5:23 pm
See Sam Hamill’s work editing the Poets AgainstWar.com site on line. He has collected an amazing number of good poems and articles of significance, and put them out where they can be seen. Most of those poets, if they are like me — and I suspect they are — can write their hearts out and their stuff never sees the light of day but for his sense of purpose.