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Afternoon Sun
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Jana Kalina


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Lounging
train-like
on the rocks,
they rest in silence.

The first,
eyes open. Alert.
Head, on fully extended neck, 
follows sounds
in steady, slow-motion.

The second,
eyes closed — head,
on outstretched neck, placed
on the back of the first —
but, not dreaming;
 
a momentary surrender
to the afternoon sun
at the edge of the pond:

where hawks hover,
geese gather
and ducks squawk and squabble.
And, adults pass by

and children run through
and no one notices
the turtles' peace

on the rocks,
among the rushes.

 

© by Jana Kalina.
Used here with the author’s permission.



Jana Kalina lives with her husband on Vancouver Island. During her lifetime, she has lived extensively on three of the planet's seven continents and, today, her pursuits can be distilled down to three things: Buddhism, bonsai cultivation and, of course, poetry--especially haiku.

 


Post New Comment:
Kathleen Carlson:
Excellent reminder that other living beings inhabit this planet. Their lives are important too.
Posted 05/06/2017 12:21 PM
blueskies:
A celebration of turtles in the afternoon sun reminds me so much of summers. Thanks,Jana.
Posted 05/05/2017 10:21 AM
cork:
Your poem brings back memories of watching turtles sunning on a log as we canoe on the water.
Posted 05/05/2017 08:44 AM
Larry Schug:
This poem could've been set in my back yard where the turtles sun like co-eds on spring break. I especially like the description of the turtles--makes me want to lie in the sun with them.
Posted 05/05/2017 08:28 AM


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