DPF / Tate

For every day is a good day for Tate, from The Eternal Ones of the Dream.

from Quabbin Reservoir / by James Tate

I thought I heard a lute being played, high up,
in the birch trees, or a faun speaking French
with a Brooklyn accent. A snowy owl watched me
with half-closed eyes.

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