POETRY
By BRIAN LOWRY
The thought of golden streets
and rivers of crystals and jewels
is no more fine
than our home’s plain rocked lane
after a midsummer rain.
A mourning dove pair, tone of earth,
a goldfinch and bluebird, bright as sun and sky,
a song sparrow, rich in russet and gray,
come all at once
to the short-lived puddle.
They bathe and preen,
drink and rest.
Reflections
in the wake
color their silence
among stones.
Brian Lowry, teacher, farmer, and naturalist, writes from Meadow Glen Farm near Leota, Indiana. Lowry, his wife and their daughter devote much time to their sustainable farm where they grow vegetables, fruits, herbs, perennial flowers, native plants and care for a variety of livestock.
Editor’s Note: This poem was a finalist in the 2009 New Southerner Literary Contest.
6 Responses to “After Rainfall”
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Beautiful poem! Simply stated – bold vision. Congrats on being a finalist!
A poem of jubilation! Thank you for sharing your happiness! The short-lived puddle reaches a deeper place and gives pause for thought. -Seretta Martin, poet, teacher & artist.
Hi Bobbi,
I’m grateful for your gracious and encouraging response to the poem.
Thank you kindly,
Brian
Hi Seretta,
Thank you! I’m particularly pleased that you sense the jubilation in the poem. In spite of life’s ephemeral nature, each moment is filled with light, color and unexpected treasures. I had written this with James Baker Hall in mind. I deeply admired his poetry and felt that he celebrated life so meaningfully through word, photography and deed.
Best to you,
Brian
Dear Brian
I am delighted to hear of your publication. Your exquisite poetry
gifts me a piece of nature, a piece of you and your life.
Thank you for sharing, I am grateful.
Best to you and yours
Zoe
Hi Zoe!
Thank you ever so kindly. Best to you and yours in return.
Brian