I asked for
this primitive afternoon
away from it all
absent alarms, clocks, reminders
no traffic noise, no sirens
no voices
unless you count
the throaty gargle of the creek
that runs through this Texas ravine
or the whisper of bluebonnets
that sway like a thousand tiny bells.
All the traffic I need is here
the pebbled rush of water
the sporty-convertible wind in my hair
a gray feather racing downstream.
The shadow I cast
sitting here on a flat rock
bare legs dangling in the current
points to
whatever hour I choose
to write with a wet finger.
(This poem first appeared in James River Poetry Review and subsequently in the author’s chapbook, Something to Read on the Plane, published by Main Street Rag Publishing Company in 2004.)
Used here with the author’s permission.
Getting Away From It All
Primitive Afternoon
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Richard Allen Taylor
more by Richard Allen Taylor
Published by Family Friend Poems June 2020 with permission of the Author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
RICHARD ALLEN TAYLOR (Charlotte, NC) is the author of three published poetry collections, all from Main Street Rag Publishing Company: Armed and Luminous (2016), Punching Through the Egg of Space (2010) and Something to Read on the Plane (chapbook, 2004). His poems, articles and reviews have appeared in Rattle, Comstock Review, The Pedestal,...
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