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Slant

Slant

Yesterday, for a long while,
The early morning sunlight
In the trees was sufficient,
Replaced by a hello
From a long-limbed woman
Pedaling her bike,
Whereupon the wind came up,
Dispersing the mosquitoes.
Blessings, all.
I’d come so far, it seemed,
Happily looking for so little.

But then I saw a cow in a room
Looking at the painting of a cow
In a field all of which
Was a painting itself
And I felt I’d been invited
Into the actual, someplace
Between the real and the real.

The trees, now, are trees
I’m seeing myself seeing.
I’ll always deny that I kissed her.
I was just whispering into her mouth.



Poem Slant - Stephen Dunn