Autumn Sky Poetry - Number 3

Black Forest Love Poem

I’ve been spending long hours
in her arms, resting like a stone
at the bottom of a stream,

finding out what is meant by
this much-maligned thing
called love, taking the time

to re-learn the silence we heard
when black pines built temples
under the feather moon.

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Gary Charles Wilkens

Gary Charles Wilkens teaches composition at Sam Houston State University in Huntsville, Texas. His poems have appeared in The Texas Review, The Cortland Review, The Adirondack Review, The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, and Pemmican. His first collection, The Red Light was My Mind, is forthcoming from the Texas Review Press. His website is www.gcwilkens.com.

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© 2006 Gary Charles Wilkens