The Breathing Field
We made it through 2020, and are hopeful that better days are ahead. Step over, writes Kansas-born poet Wyatt Townley. Take in the view. Perfect words for moving into whatever is next.
Thank you to writer Beth Hahn for introducing me to Townley's breathtaking poetry.
The Breathing Field
by Wyatt Townley
Between each vertebra
is the through line
of your life's story,
where the setting sun
has burned all colors
into the cord. Step
over. Put on the dark
shirt of stars.
A full moon rises
over the breathing field,
seeps into clover and the brown
lace of its roots
where insects are resting
their legs. Take in the view.
So much is still to be seen. Get back
behind your back, behind
what is behind you.