Last summer, in the blue heat,
Over the beach, in the burning air,
A legless beggar lurched on calloused fists
To where I waited with the sun-dazed birds.
He said, “The summer boils away. My life
Joins to another life; this parched skin
Dries and dies and flakes away,
Becomes your costume when the torn leaves blow.”
–Thus in the losing autumn,
Over the streets, I now lurch
Legless to your side and speak your name
Under a gray sky ripped apart
By thunder and the changing wind.
(Weldon Kees)
More Poetry from Weldon Kees:
Weldon Kees Poems based on Topics: Life, Autumn, Birds, Summer- Aspects Of Robinson (Weldon Kees Poems)
- Robinson At Home (Weldon Kees Poems)
- For My Daughter (Weldon Kees Poems)
- A Pastiche For Eve (Weldon Kees Poem)
- Covering Two Years (Weldon Kees Poem)
- Colloquy (Weldon Kees Poem)
Readers Who Like This Poem Also Like:
Based on Topics: Life Poems, Birds Poems, Summer Poems, Autumn PoemsBased on Keywords: parched, fists, boils, calloused, lurch, costume, dries, lurched, legless, sun-dazed