#122 Firefly by GERALD HAUSMAN

The corn grows to make more corn.
The horse on the mesa, white sun
turquoise blue, roan red, no-color night.
The corn grows, old ones come
singing.
We listen, knowing
the old dance
ends in dark and light,
day and night
the flash of a firefly.

GERALD HAUSMAN was a NM resident for 22 years. He and Navajo artist Bluejay DeGroat often collaborated on published translations. The NYT Book Review called Hausman’s Tunkashila “An eloquent tribute to the first great storytellers of America.” Gerald lives in Florida and teaches a writing workshop in New Mexico yearly.


8 thoughts on “#122 Firefly by GERALD HAUSMAN

    1. Great hearing from you Gerry and Lorry! Yes, many memories. Glad you like my sage in the mustache poem, Gerry. Do try that. Whit and I send our best to both of you.

      1. Oops! Forgot the comma after “you” in my first sentence. Should have proofed BEFORE I sent that reply!

  1. Gerald, I enjoyed the imagery and your style – voice. Please send info re your workshop in Santa Fe. I also write and am part of a large community of poets. Marie

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