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Daniel AndersonEarly Autumn in Tennessee (originally appeared in the New England Review) Before a October's gold veneer Of leaf has covered the chilled creek, And all the trees have grown antique With change, before the wind unveils Each rickety and grim physique Of maple, poplar, oak and elm, The cotton downs the drying field Like strange, anachronistic snow. The monarchs come. The monarchs go. But still there are late swallowtails, The cloudless sulfurs, too, that glow Like incandescent lemon skins. Just yesterday the evening sky Grew gas-blue like a pilot light. The meadow purpled into night. And as a flock of grackles came The black confetti of their flight Seemed suddenly to shape a slurred, Profoundly large and fleeting word Against the cool and fragile dusk. At the meadow's far end I heard The downward spiraling of song. It was a screech owl's shrill reply To what was written on the clear sky, Though, really, who could comprehend The meaning of that mournful cry? The air was sweet with soil and hay. Two jet trails hooked a loose crochet Across the writhing apple-green And phlox-blue of the dying day. It was a feeling more than a thought That those cold colors glowing there Seemed like the colors despair Or some unnamable regret. While such forebodings, it is true, Will seldom sway the courts of law, Or topple legislative chambers, They may give prophets pause, or make The broken-hearted exiles weep, And this, for many, is enough.
Author's Statement
The fellowship from the National Endowment for the Arts has made it possible for me to take time off of teaching this fall to complete my second book of poems, Drunk in Sunlight. Not only am I especially grateful to the NEA for its financial support, but I also appreciate the affirmation that accompanies such a generous award.
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Daniel Anderson's poems have appeared in Poetry, The Kenyon Review, New England Review, The Hudson Review, The New Republic, The Southern Review, The Best American Poetry and Southwest Review among other places. His first collection of poems, January Rain, was published by in 1997. His second book, Drunk in Sunlight, will be published in 2004. He is also the editor of The Selected Poems of Howard Nemerov. He has taught at The University of the South in Sewanee, Tennessee, and, most recently, served as the Kenan Visiting Writer in the Creative Writing Program at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill.
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