“The Condition of Water” by Peter Dale Scott

Peter Dale Scott


Turning back toward home
on my after-breakfast walk
I face the steep hill of eucalyptus

that stands over our neighborhood
and am struck by the beauty
of what can hardly be seen

for today after heavy rain
the highest levels are obscured
like the truth of the Tao Te Ching

by the low-lying duvet of cloud
the farthest trees barely visible
looking remote as if ranged

on some twelfth-century Chinese scroll
Tell me! What is it in our
bicameral brain that makes

obfuscation of mere fact
so much more beautiful?

from Rattle #62, Winter 2018


Peter Dale Scott: “If I choose to write poetry, it is usually because I still hope to become acquainted with myself. But most poems come unbidden.” (web)

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