Wind Intervals

Wind Intervals

 

In a space under trees I can hear the wind that is not here
like a can kicked across the street by a boy still coming

or as if the act of the boy shaping his mouth to shout
made a sound before the sound of the shout

What is the word that I hear before the trees
above me shake and give the wind a momentary word

What is the sound of a loosening of leaves
like forgetting hands just before they drop

to our sides? The interval of apprehension.
The time we are alive. The boy stepping up the curb.

11 thoughts on “Wind Intervals

    1. Jeff Schwaner Post author

      Thanks Ron! This one snuck up on me over two or three days. Rather than revise, I rewrote it over and over until it felt right. The boy part came in entirely on his own on the last night.

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  1. robert okaji

    Ah, Jeff – the befores and afters, the betweens, the unsaid. Reminds me a bit of Stevens, but mostly of, well, you. The quintessential Schwaner, each couplet resounds (but quietly, stealthily)!

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    1. Jeff Schwaner Post author

      Thank you Robert! I’ll take that Stevens reference any day; the Schwaner reference was pretty accurate, too, I should add. Entirely off-topic, be prepared for a guest appearance by Five White Cat in the near future…

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