Did You Pull Over in This High Wind?

Photo: Peter Dargatz. CC0/Public Domain.

Wait for the moon
in this wild cacophony …
howling wind holds

its own silence …
listen to whining
branch and rustle …

Learn to wait
in gentle ellipses …
lights blink three times

answers to questions …
I don’t know how sun
and clouds understand silence …

(original fragments from “The Orphanage” via Kymberlee della Luce and Vanessa deWolf)

Categories Poetry

Pamela Hobart Carter loves Seattle as much for its water and mountains as for its bustle and creativity. She explores the Emerald City daily while walking her dog. Carter used to be a teacher who wrote on the side. Now she is a writer who teaches on the side.