
The life and dreams of Martin Luther King Jr. are celebrated today
On our knees this Sunday that Joseph the carpenter might rebuild
Sunsets are long in these latitudes
and filled with color
The color of sunlight refracting
through soil and seed and dreams
picked up by west winds
and held in suspension
along with prayers
for a good harvest
What it might pay off
and what it might pay
a little something
down on
A little rain brings them
back to earth again
POETS IN SPRINGTIME
It is not the job of the poet
to speak of spring in the springtime
The task is to gather
the cool winds of April
to freshen your face in July
And all through the fallings of fall
and all through the dyings of winter
And all through the long days of lent
all through the pain of the Friday
reminding us always of Sunday