Monday, October 31, 2005

Five Dawn Skies in November by David Wagoner


At the roots of clouds a cutworm hollowing
The night, its eyes moonblind.


On the sheen of a lake the moment before wind,
Before rain, a loon floating asleep.


As smoothly blurred as (seen through water) a marten
Rippling among marshgrass.


Deepening into winter, a bear at her burrow
At first light on the first light snow.


A salmon stranded on stones, its mouth still opening
And closing toward the river.

I chose to post this poem because it deals with a similar form to what we were looking at in class. Much in the manner of the blackbird poem, Five Dawn Skies in November goes to tell short characteristics of each of the five dawn skies. and telling a brief story of what is going on in the scene as dawn approaches on these November mornings. I find it interesting that the dawn itself is only a small part of the action, the focus is what is going on in nature as dawn is approaching. This poem has a very tranquil, naturalistic tone to it. It is slow moving like the rising sun, and each short stanza relating to each dawn gives us a short,yet rather vivid description of the events which occur. Wagoner wrote this poem so as to put a set of unmistakable visual images into the reader's head as he reads the poem. I really like the way the peacefulness of nature at the break of dawn is portrayed in this poem.


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