a conversation in poetry

Dominique Hecq #3 – Day breath – in response to Anne Kellas' The Pond, Moonlight, itself responding to Nathan Curnow's 'Versing' 

The pond, the moon, midnight. 

In exact order. 

The moon waxing blue, blood, black. 

BreathIng daybreak like poetry 

summoning itself 

Through the gneiss in schist 

asy ou walk through the valley 

unaware of the vertical immensity 

of rock walls, sheen of granite, play 

of water in the silently streaming fall. 

And underneath it all, the deep  

resonance, the massive inwardness. 

The pond, the moon, midnight, breath. 

In exact order.