"And hate the bright stillness of the noon without wind, without motion. the only other living thing a hawk, hungry for prey, suspended in the blinding, sunlit blue. And yet how gentle it seems to someone raised in a landscape short of rain- the skyline of a hill broken by no more trees than one can count, the grass, the empty sky, the wish for water."

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Source : Dana Gioia (2016). “99 Poems: New & Selected”, p.35, Macmillan

Dana Gioia

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