National Poetry Month

Its National Poetry Month. I had signed up at a couple differant sites for a “poem a day” email for the month. I took a particular shine to this one. I really enjoyed reading what work of his I could find on the web. Think I may even pick up one of his books.  This is Mark Strand.

The Coming of Light

Even this late it happens:
the coming of love, the coming of light.
You wake and the candles are lit as if by themselves,
stars gather, dreams pour into your pillows,
sending up warm bouquets of air.
Even this late the bones of the body shine
and tomorrow’s dust flares into breath.

Mark Strand