EARTH ~

Robert Sund

FEBRUARY 27, 1978


After staying up late
at Lyle's
--------rice & spinach
----sourdough
hot coffee
stories strung together
----in the night,
I went home to
light a fire in my stove.



A long time since I was here.
I open the door —
moonlight on the floor
-----like a silver plate at a feast!
I strike a match
light the lamp,
and look around.
My house looks at me
-----surprised.
My bed,
my table and chair,
the stove,
the cedar walls.
Everything looks
---------surprised and
-----speechless at me.

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JANUARY 1, 1984



It snowed last
-----night while everyone slept.
In the clear sky and sunlight
ten miles away
---------the foothills take
-----one white step
-------------into the mountains.

There is only a handful of this edition printed (I believe 350 books) so row swiftly to catch your copy. Sund's "journals" were complete and exquisite poems, and this collection, netted by two of his friends, the poets Tim McNulty and Glenn Hughes, shows the same polish and gleam of Sund's earlier and seminal collection of poems Ish River. Not to be without.

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see also:
http://www.robertsundpoetshouse.org/bio.cfm

Photograph of Robert Sund courtesy of Mary Randlett