Grassmere

Julia Wieting

 

 

When the clouds are as the hills are airy

when the hills are as the clouds are bluffs

so the sky upholds as the earth expands

so the green stands as the blue-and-white sits

and we walk as though lonely each as though a flower

and we stay as generous as a cloud dividing

for one into many shapes

is as into many loves.

 

 

 

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Julia Wieting lives in Honolulu, where writing is always a matter of translation. She has edited the Hawai'i Review and the online journals Ka Lamkaua and Vice-Versa, and her poems have appeared in The Space Between and onstage as part of the play Art/Overcome.