A Poem for a Thursday #332

Donald Hall was an American poet, editor, and literary critic. His poetry “explores the longing for a more bucolic past and reflects (an) abiding reverence for nature.” Hall attended Harvard and Oxford University. He was married to the poet, Jane Kenyon, for many years.

In June's high light she stood at the sink
With a glass of wine,
And listened for the bobolink,
And crushed garlic in late sunshine.

I watched her cooking, from my chair.
She pressed her lips
Together, reached for kitchenware,
And tasted sauce from her fingertips.

"It's ready now. Come on," she said.
"You light the candle."
We ate, and talked, and went to bed,
And slept. It was a miracle.

Summer Kitchen
Donald Hall