Veil
In this low place between mountains
fog settles with the dark of evening.
Every year it takes some of those
we love—a car full of teenagers
on the way home from a dance, or
a father on his way to the paper mill,
nightshift the only opening.
-Todd Davis, all rights reserved
You can read the rest of the poem here.
Some Heaven
The rabbit’s head is caught
between the slats of the fence,
and in its struggle it has turned
so the hind legs nearly touch
the nose—neck broken, lungs failing.
My boys ask me to do something
but see no mercy in my plan.
-Todd Davis, all rights reserved
You can read the rest of the poem here. This link will take you to Todd Davis' homepage.
Thank you for more by Todd Davis. That poem about the fog (which also landed in my inbox) was haunting.
ReplyDeleteWow those are powerful and beautiful! This is a new poet for me. Thanks for the introduction!
ReplyDeleteMary Lee-I agree, it was a haunting poem and very sad.
ReplyDeleteAndie-I'm looking forward to reading more by him.
Fantastic work. Thank you for guiding me to this poet. For me it triggered recollections of Stafford's Traveling through the Dark...
ReplyDeletehttp://www.poemhunter.com/poem/traveling-through-the-dark/
but the child's grief is a new and complicating layer of emotion. Different, too, than Jeffers "Hurt Hawks."
Wow, Veil has atmosphere in spades...beautiful and haunting and heavy and lush.
ReplyDeleteSome Heaven--I couldn't get the link to open. But I was sad about the beginning of the poem and kind of glad it wouldn't open:>/
OK, it just opened and I finished it. Gorgeous, but made me cry. Damn.
Thanks for sharing, Linda! These two poems touched me. Need to add him to my poets to explore list.