You might, if you were taught to play
the right notes, be
All voices past – sounds that portray
rare birds, or trees
That fall in forests, though no one
can hear them now.
And yet, before your song is done,
a golden bough
Emboldens shepherds and their nymphs
to gather still,
And dance, and offer us a glimpse
of that green hill.
- Jared Carter’s forthcoming book of poems is A Dance in the Street, available in the fall of 2012 from Wind Publications in Kentucky. Wind published his previous collection, Cross this Bridge at a Walk, in 2006. His work has appeared in Poetry, The New Yorker, TriQuarterly, Iowa Review, Hudson Review The Dark Horse, Prairie Schooner, and Kenyon Review. Additional poems and stories may be found on his web site at www.jaredcarter.com.