One of the first books that Negative Capability Press published was And Finding No Mouse There -- by Vivian Smallwood, sometimes referred to as Alabama’s Emily Dickinson. Vivian was born in Vinegar Bend Alabama. Always interested in the cosmos, Vivian lived most of her live in Chickasaw, Alabama. We are pleased to choose this sonnet as Poem of the Day for July 11, 2013. Moon Mother Speaks To Her Child (by Vivian Smallwood) You may come out now. They have gone away And all the lovely moon is ours once more. The rocks hold fast, the mountain ridges stay, The hills are fastened to the valley floor, And once again the sky is black and bare. The wandering star has gone the way it came And those who almost tracked us to our lair Have vanished with the dust storm and the flame. Time drifts toward time, unshaken, unreproved. You need not fear the scratches on the stone, The furrows in the sand, where shadows moved Faster than any shadows we have known. A thousand thousand years will leave small trace Of those who once profaned our holy place.
Posted on: Thu, 11 Jul 2013 07:14:36 +0000
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