January 7th, 2009

Credentials

tell it to the poppy, the blue flax swaying
or the ponderosa leaning into
my window, do they need approval
to bloom? and the elks’ velvet antlers
at sundown, do they ask permission
to sprout their honeyed seduction?

the hummingbird pleasuring its feeder;
the flamingo or harp seal coaxing from
the shore, einstein and dickinson in their
mind’s cloister or louis armstrong,
his trumpet moaning and teasing its strut
across stage, do any of them need
parchment to stun us?

and the sun the sun
taking its time to wake us

none of these need credentials.
Copyright 2008 by Rita Brady Kiefer

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