Monday, September 1, 2014

Red-Haired Jane

Red haired jane
smells like fresh cut grass
and the black behind the moon;

if you're on your way to red haired jane,
come soon
come soon.

Red haired jane 
knows every nested branch
and how beds and plans get disarranged;

red haired jane knows leaving light and calling jay,
then the rain.
then the rain.

 

 

11 comments:

Cloudia said...

I like the simple ditty that nonetheless carries your usual gritty dark real gravity



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Fireblossom said...

I wrote a "ditty"? Excuse me while i go hang myself.

Kathryn Dyche Dechairo said...

Love how you draw attention to the black behind the moon. So many of us focus stops before it. Great write.

hedgewitch said...

This is like something a wild witch might sing her familiar to sleep with. I am going to go recite it to my falcon( as soon as I get a falcon--)It is magical,Shay, both in sound and in image.

Mama Zen said...

"leaving light and calling jay"

Oh, I like that!

Lynn said...

Love this!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"smells like fresh cut grass and the black behind the moon." How do you DO that????!!!! Love "then the rain, then the rain...." Sigh.

Shadow said...

This could be a mantra

mac said...

Again,
I came for the photo, but stayed for the "ditty"

Sioux said...

The repeated lines give this poem such a wistful quality.

Lovely, as usual.

violet dust said...

I am smitten with Nicole Kidman ... and these lines:

"and the black behind the moon"
"and how beds and plans get disarranged"

... as well as the name "red-haired Jane." You come up with the best names/descriptions for your characters. How do you do this, time and time again?! Does your creativity well never run dry? Goodness. You are such an impressive poet. Stop making us wait, and post the next one, please.