Ken Letko
Bright Angel

gloaming is the time
of day when ferns
become deer
the night hawk
croaks at the bottom
of a dive into mosquitoes
in my memory suddenly
from the South Rim
I’m hiking the Bright Angel
make it to Indian Gardens
giant cottonwoods shade
the creek flowing strong
when I look up
the Milky Way
is a prayer
blanketing the Tonto
Plateau above
in the wavering heat
I camp on the flat
without a tent
the deer are so close
I can hear them chew
their evening browse
because I wander
in and out of sleep
daylight comes on
in my own meadow
and the deer
become ferns
next to red alders
About the writer:
Ken Letko’s first full-length book of poetry Bright Darkness was published in 20217 by Flowstone Press. His poems have also been included in numerous magazines and anthologies and both the North American Review and Poetry South have nominated his poems for the Pushcart Prize.
Image: Krajina by Oton Iveković (1869-1939). Oil on canvas. No size specified. 1901. Public domain.
Excellent, Ken!
Wonderfully evoked moment of peace – something we all need right now. Bravo, Ken!