Pastures of Sun

Scraping together the gray dust
            of winter’s tender fossils
love’s feet burnt at the ides of May
            we teased open our clammy souls
to dry like wool on the pastures of sun

            We made our choices
breaking from whatever didn’t fit
            not out of fear, but because
we were still uncloistering
            the dimensions of our human heart

Hayden Bunker previously studied poetry at Goddard College in Plainfield, VT, and Hellenic International Studies in the Arts in Paros, Greece. He has a background in youth and community theater, and is currently finishing a B.A. in English Literature at Reed College in Portland, OR.

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