Poet Arthur Sze (b 1950 NYC) is a prolific writer of poetry. His poem collections have earned him numerous honors including an American Book Award and was named Poet Laureate for NM. Coming across this tranquil and soft poem while riding the subway stirred a serene feeling while amongst my fellow strap holders. I like this poem for its simple beauty and colorful imagery. The poster paints a regal owl perched on a branch . The owl is brazenly & unabashedly scrutinzing you. This lovely painting has a blazing background awash in golden sunshine & crimson autumn leaves. It draws consideration of the wondrous colors enveloping us. Awaiting as we burst forth from underground.
The path was purple in the dusk
I saw an owl, perched
on a branch
And when the owl stirred, a fine dust
fell from its wings I was
Silent then, And felt
the owl quaver. And at dawn, walking,
the path was green in the
May light
The Owl
Arthur Sze
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