“When We Are Young the Moon Is like a Pond We All Drown In” (Frank Stanford)

When We Are Young the Moon Is like a Pond We All Drown In

when I sleep a wind blows
over the strange grasses
of a prairie I don’t know
and I feel like a lamp
someone is holding up
looking for a way
through a dark field
I will go out

—Frank Stanford
—from What About This: Collected Poems of Frank Stanford

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