Thursday, June 4, 2015

Come Closer

digital art: ralph murre

Come Closer
by Joan Wiese Johannes

Heavy air wanders
around the corner of the barn
bends into evening
and staggers through the peonies

to meet me under the porch light
where dizzy moths flit
and midges swarm
around the naked bulb.

Tonight I wonder why
I once thought love darkens
too soon in June
when days are too long

and nights too eagerly late,
when  stems grow spindly
weak from
too much  too fast too soon.

A night-blooming blossom
luminous as the moon
reminds me of something
I should have done

~ previously appeared in Poetry Dispatch