Friday, May 6, 2011

The Space Between

By Joseph Hesch

The high-pitched metronomic peeping
 of the frogs ceases,
though isn’t yet replaced by
the arias and white-noise cheeping
of the robins, wrens and flickers.
Before the evening performance
curtain of mist falls on the water
and the dawn’s footlights know enough
to glow, there exists
but a mere moment where nature rests.
It’s as if the new day is coiled,
waiting to explode in light, hiss in heat,
holding back its grand entrance
to increase the tension in an audience
of flower, animal, and man.
I often wake during that instant,
my senses empty of the outside and
no longer full of the dark imaginings
of the inside, and I wonder
for that same moment,
have I crossed over?
It's such a hopeful thing, this.


  1. ..the dawn’s footlights know enough to this joe and i agree..they do..

  2. Beautiful examination of the senses at first light. Great.

  3. You have built the sounds of nature into your poem and the words bring the scene to vivid life.

  4. The dawn's footlights know enough to glow... FABULOUS!

  5. Is it telling of my personality that I immediately want a "dusk" poem? My favorite part is:

    "my senses empty of the outside and
    no longer full of the dark imaginings
    of the inside"

    Excellent! :D

  6. What a beautiful picture you paint.

  7. Again I would have loved to hear you read this Joe, it was encompassingly beautiful in its narrative, you transported me there. I wonder what is on the other side of the veil, I hope that it's the sound of peace x

  8. Whoops! Should have read your's prior to posting mine! Great title! lol Wonderful capture, once again Joe! Took me away if but for only a moment...LOVE IT! (And you do know what they say about great minds!) Happy Friday!

  9. A beautiful picture indeed!

    Anna :o]

  10. wow. love the question at the end and the answer that it might not be a bad thing...great descriptors along the way...white noise...

  11. Wonderful sensory details, Joseph. Enjoyed this a lot.

  12. Beautifully written. I love the pictures you paint with your words.

  13. Wow. Thanks for taking me to that place again.