Explanation

Poem

I run in autumn
as the chlorophyll runs
from green leaves.
I run in autumn
to sweat the springtime
out of my blood
because if I do not
it will burn my cold veins
when winter comes.

(I run in spring
because there is something
running just ahead of me.
Always I stop before I am tired
so that I will not quite catch it

(In summer I run below the heat
like a drumbeat on a hot night.
I run silver and gold as the moon.
Dark bees hover by my head,
smelling the nectar in my blood

(In winter I run to hold the universe together.
I am the only movement,
dark against the Immensity of white,
a screen saver on the world’s computer.
I run to make one whisper
in the silence

 

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