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Steven Federle Poems
Blue Days Blue days race to starry nights.
Leap of Faith
You've decided that you want me, and so commanded flashing angels
The Denial of St. Peter
(after Caravaggio's, The Denial of St. Peter) On the edge hands clenched,
ancient lake spirit of glacier, waves recede
Abaude: Morning Rain
Living trees, grass rising from dark cool soil Roses, like blood from a wound
Fog's gone, the sky rises to steaming heights sheds hot silver to gleaming bay thin lines of fire spreading
Just before nightfall your new leaves softly sway in the cool delta breeze,
Running all the way, bent double in breathless pain we peer and see the gaping grave
In Arching Waters
In arching waters the black bird dances with graceless step, head jerks, probing soft soil,
Wind - Chimes
Wind-chimes clamor in the night. Breezes rush through unseen leaves.
Over bright fields we fly. Thin slips
Simplicity of being
'....it is of the very essence of Christianity to face suffering and death not because they are good, not because they have meaning, but because the resurrection of Jesus has robbed them of their meaning." Thomas Merton *********
You breathe, and my lungs rise and fall like winter trees swaying, sure of spring,
And Fell The Crane
rising high godlike I gazed from where cranes fly unconcerned, over
Comments about Steven Federle
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
Blue days race
to starry nights.
to panting dreams.
Power is brief.
The mounting sun
with youthful strength
lusts for noon’s brightest heights,
but ennui runs deep and gently receives
the sun’s fading fire,
night’s growing pyre.