American Life in Poetry: Column 175

BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE, 2004-2006

A part of being a parent, it seems, is spending too much time fearing the worst.  Here Berwyn Moore, a Pennsylvania poet, expresses that fear–irrational, but exquisitely painful all the same.

Driving to Camp Lend-A-Hand

for Emma Grace

The day we picked our daughter up from camp, goldenrod lined the road, towheaded scouts bowing on both sides, the parting of macadam as we drove, the fields dry, the sky lacy with clouds.
A farmer waved.  A horse shrugged its haughty head.
We stopped for corn, just picked, and plums and kale, sampled pies, still warm, and tarts and honeyed bread.
Sheets on a line ballooned out like a ship’s sail.
Time stopped in those miles before we saw her.
For eight days we hadn’t tucked her in or brushed her hair or watched her grow, the week a busy blur of grown-up bliss.  It came anyway, that uprush of fear–because somewhere a child was dead:
at a market, a subway, a school, in a lunatic’s bed.

American Life in Poetry is made possible by The Poetry Foundation (www.poetryfoundation.org), publisher of Poetry magazine. It is also supported by the Department of English at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. Poem copyright (c) 2006 by Berwyn Moore, whose most recent book of poetry is “Dissolution of Ghosts,” Cherry Grove Collections, 2005.  Poem reprinted from “Nimrod International Journal of Poetry and Prose,” Vol. 49, no. 2, by permission of Berwyn Moore. Introduction copyright (c) 2008 by The Poetry Foundation.  The introduction’s author, Ted Kooser, served as United States Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 2004-2006.  We do not accept unsolicited manuscripts.

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~ by ericedits on July 31, 2008.

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