What I'm Reading #78

Another collection by the poet Jeffrey Harrison.  Love his understanding of the world.

Here's an example:

ENOUGH

It's a gift, this cloudless November morning

warm enough to walk without a jacket

along your favorite path.  The rhythmic shushing

of your feet through fallen leaves should be

enough to quiet the mind, so it surprises you

when you catch yourself telling off your boss

for a decade of accumulated injustices,

all the things you've never said circling inside you.

The rising wind pulls you out of it,

and you look up to see a cloud of leaves

wheeling in sunlight, flickering against the blue

and lifting above the treetops, as if the whole day

were sighing, Let it go, let it go,

for this moment at least, let it all go.

~ Jeffrey Harrison