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Jeffrey Harrison is the author of Into Daylight (Tupelo Press, 2014) and five other books of poetry. He lives in Dover, Massachusetts.

Enough

It's a gift, this cloudless November morning
warm enough to walk without a jacket
along your favorite path. The rhythmic shushing
of your feet through fallen leaves should be 
enough to quiet the mind, so it surprises you 
when you catch yourself telling off your boss
for a decade of accumulated injustices,
all the things you've never said circling inside you.

The rising wind pulls you out of it,
and you look up to see a cloud of leaves
wheeling in sunlight, flickering against the blue
and lifting above the treetops, as if the whole day
were sighing, Let it go, let it go,
for this moment at least, let it all go.

Copyright © 2010 by Jeffrey Harrison. Used with permission of the author.

Copyright © 2010 by Jeffrey Harrison. Used with permission of the author.

Jeffrey Harrison

Jeffrey Harrison

Jeffrey Harrison is the author of Into Daylight (Tupelo Press, 2014) and five other books of poetry. He lives in Dover, Massachusetts.

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The night before my father died
I dreamed he was back home,
and I in my old room
on the third floor, and he
was calling up to me
from the bottom of the stairs
some advice I couldn’t hear
or recall the next day when,
standing over him
back in the ICU
full of the

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When I saw the figure on the crown of the hill,
high above the city, standing perfectly still

against a sky so saturated with the late-
afternoon, late-summer Pacific light

that granules of it seemed to have come out
of solution, like a fine precipitate

of crystals hanging in the