by Ethel Mortenson Davis
The laughing
black bear
disappears
into the sky-
I know he’s there
only because
of the glints
of light
flashing
in his eyes.
copyright,I Sleep Between the Moons of New Mexico, 2010.
Tag Archives: nature
Night
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The Asking
by Ethel Mortenson Davis
The undiscovered land
of the high desert
takes our faces
in her hands
and asks,
“What kind of people
are we?”
“What kind of people
do we want to become?”
She has a way
of changing us
as we walk past
the rocky, dark soils
with giant cedars,
the singular mountain,
white-capped,
and the coyote
moving in his spring dance.
This undiscovered land
takes our faces
in both her hands….
and asks….
and asks….
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The Thunder
a love poem by Thomas Davis to Ethel
The thunder is silence.
It came upon the morning
With clouds more enormous
Than mountains
(Mountains etched against
The dome of sky)—
And now it is silence.
First it rumbled, clouds black,
Anger on quick gusts of wind.
Then it roared, cluttering day
With grumbling songs
And skies of darkened gray.
Now the thunder is silence.
The noonday light is blackness.
We walked into the field…
The daisies were trembling.
Filed under Poetry, Thomas Davis
Clouds at Sunset
a photograph by Ethel Mortenson Davis
Filed under Art, Ethel Mortenson Davis, Photography
Marginal
by Ethel Mortenson Davis
On the rim of the canyon
you came to me
and with piñon winds
kissed my ears.
You came
in last night’s snowfall
as sheets of white
dropped from the sky
on red rock valleys
And then again
as you pushed the clouds away
this morning, dazzling us
with red, white, green, and blue colors.
Now, with feather sounds,
you come,
bringing juices and sustenance
in the piñon seeds—
enough to get us
through the night.
Perhaps the world will live
one more day
while piñon wood warms us,
breaking our fevers in the night
so we can dream
good dreams
before dawn.
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Home for Tadpoles in the Desert
photography by Ethel Mortenson Davis
Filed under Art, Ethel Mortenson Davis, Photography
