Take Heart: A Conversation in Poetry: Some Clear Night
Edited and introduced by Wesley McNair, Maine Poet Laureate
Today’s favorite poem from a previous column comes from Sally Boggs of Bridgton, who says that it “presents a poignant view of death, not just as a final departure, but as a joining with the natural world.”
Some Clear Night by Gary Lawless
Some clear night like this, when the stars are all out and shining, our old dogs will come back to us out of the woods, and lead us along the stone wall to the cove. There will be foxes, and loons, and a houseboat floating on the lake. The trees will lean in, a lantern swinging over the water, the creaking of oars. Now we will learn the true names of the stars. Now we will know what the trees are saying. There is wood in the stove. We left the front door open. Does the farmhouse know that we’re never coming back?
Take Heart: A Conversation in Poetry is produced in collaboration with the Maine Writers & Publishers Alliance. Poem copyright © 1998 Gary Lawless. Reprinted from Caribouddhism, Blackberry Books, 1998, by permission of Gary Lawless. Please note that the column is no longer accepting submissions; comments about it may be directed to special consultant to the poet laureate, Gibson Fay-LeBlanc, at firstname.lastname@example.org 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.