A LULLABY AT SUNDOWN
At sundown, on my hammock hour, I hum a lullaby.
And I become the magus among the cattails chanting:
O give me a home bursting with laughter and song,
O give me a nook to hide and hold quicksilver dreams.
In their crannies, I shall wrap them with sunflowers;
In icy snow chambers, I shall save slivers of sunlight
To keep them warm. I shall be the rabbit popped out
Of the magus’ cone hat, I shall jump and disappear
Into their hideaway taking the darkness with me.
In their lairs and treehouses, I shall bring dry flint
And candlesticks and all things bright and crackling;
I shall be with my wee ones and darkness be damned.
--- ALBERT B. CASUGA
Juncos hop on the icy snow between the cattails where a rabbit disappeared fifteen minutes earlier, taking the darkness with it.---Dave Bonta, Morning Porch, 1-20-11 (http://www.morningporch.com/)