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There
by
Don Colburn

Water, bone, bed, bedrock –
whatever is underneath, below what's below.
Sudden touchable quiet, shadow
of a shadow. Weather. Sadness turning
ordinary. Nameless illness coming on.
A knock at the door so gentle
it could be anything. Distance.
The just thing not said, or said too late
or said exactly and without mercy.
Wind rising. Whatever might rise.

This poem first appeared in Ploughshares and, later, in As If Gravity Were a Theory (Cider Press, 2006).
Used here with the author’s permission.

 

Don Colburn came to poetry late and unexpectedly, in the midst of a newspaper career. A longtime reporter for The Washington Post and The Oregonian, he was a finalist for the Pulitzer Prize in feature writing.  He has an MFA in poetry from the Program for Writers at Warren Wilson College. Colburn has published six poetry collections, including five chapbooks, the latest titled Purchase. His writing honors honors include the Discovery/The Nation Award, the Finishing Line Press Poetry Prize, the Cider Press Review Book Award, the Ruth Stone Poetry Prize and residencies at MacDowell and Yaddo. He lives in Falmouth, Maine. Learn more about Don at www.doncolburn.net.

                    

 

 



Post New Comment:
wendy morton:
The clean bones of this poem. Ah.
Posted 11/06/2011 11:23 AM
Jo:
I sit with your poem and ponder the possibilities. Thank you for the space to reflect.
Posted 11/06/2011 10:16 AM
Margaret Chula:
This poem is about acceptance: weather, illness, possibility. Great sounds and succinct language. Beautiful, Don!
Posted 11/06/2011 10:07 AM
Glen Sorestad:
I just love "A knock on the door so gentle/it could be anything." Beautifully rife with possibilities.
Posted 11/06/2011 09:11 AM
phebe.davidson@gmail.com:
This is a gorgeous poem & gorgeously rendered!
Posted 11/06/2011 08:17 AM
Janet Leahy:
So much mystery in this poem, like life, that fear of a "nameless illness coming on" poem holds the "touchable quiet." Thanks, Don
Posted 11/06/2011 07:32 AM
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