The Round (an excerpt)

Light splashed this morning
on the shell-pink anemones
swaying on their tall stems;
down blue-spiked veronica
light flowed in rivulets
over the humps of the honeybees;
this morning I saw light kiss
the silk of the roses
in their second flowering,
my late bloomers
flushed with their brandy.
A curious gladness shook me....

I can scarcely wait till tomorrow
when a new life begins for me,
as it does each day,
as it does each day.




"The Round" (excerpt) from Passing Through: the Later Poems, New and Selected by Stanley Kunitz. Copyright © 1985. Reprinted with the permission of W.W. Norton & Company, Inc.