Take Heart: A Conversation in Poetry: Vespers
Edited and introduced by Wesley McNair, Maine Poet Laureate
In this poem for November, the late Maine poet Theodore Enslin considers the relentless and mysterious purposes of his neighbors.
Vespers by Theodore Enslin
That time in the early evening, a cold sunset gone— colder than I remember a year ago at apparently the same time— the time when cars go by, one after another. Purposeful, not speeding, just to get home. My neighbors are tired and hungry For what do they hunger? beyond a break in the day, in from the cold? A warm dinner. What more do they want? Where do they turn? Words fail. They cannot tell me. If they could I would not hear them going past down this ordinarily quiet road.
Take Heart: A Conversation in Poetry is produced in collaboration with the Maine Writers & Publishers Alliance. Poem Copyright © 1994 by Theodore Enslin. Reprinted from The Quotable Moose: A Contemporary Maine Reader, University Press of New England, 1994. Questions about submitting to Take Heart may be directed to Gibson Fay-LeBlanc, Special Consultant to the Maine Poet Laureate, at email@example.com or 207-228-8263. Take Heart: Poems from Maine, an anthology collecting the first two years of this column, is now available from Down East Books.