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Recorded for Poem-a-Day, March 8, 2016.
About this Poem 

“‘Red Sky' is first in a series written under the spell of the memoirs of Mary MacLane, that thrilling silent screen star, feminist icon, rabble rouser, and originator of the confessional autobiography.”
—Caryl Pagel

Red Sky

I have eaten my dinner 

Do not despair

I have eaten my dinner and the Devil

When he comes will see

I have intact

A peripatetic philosophy

That prizes above all

Not fame

Not virtue

Never grace

But burnt asparagus                    red wine

Red wine like the red sky

The red slit of sky above you with

Salmon edges                    its holes

A turquoise belt at the horizon hiding

The woods I lie in

After a long walk

After a long walk through bramble                    pea shoots

Toasted old bread to dip

A creek warble                    short

Skirt shorter

After a long walk what is

Current                      what awaits 

What awaits

What will break

The thrall of the Devil
 

Copyright © 2016 Caryl Pagel. Used with permission of the author.

Copyright © 2016 Caryl Pagel. Used with permission of the author.

Caryl Pagel

Caryl Pagel

Caryl Pagel is the author of Twice Told (H_NG M_N Books, 2014).