“Music” by Ruth Stone

Even here on the upthrust rocks
and algae-blooming rivers,
rhythms of light. Here, where you find
yourself among inheritors of the indentured,
with highways criss-crossed like shoelaces,
streets named for Schubert and Beethoven;
and on the G.E. plant and shells of shoe factories,
the same sun, white as on a plaster wall in Athens.
This very moment, here, a skimpy evergreen
whistles with a bluff rush of air
and the updraft catches birds, even stout pigeons
dipping for snow fleas. And these disregarded scavengers,
the city’s unconscious grace, rise in a flock;
their shadows like musical notations
erased across the parking lot.

Ruth Stone
Simplicity (1995)


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