Hello readers! Every week, the BOA staff shares one of our favorite poems from our over 300 collections of poetry. This week's poem is from Sean Thomas Dougherty's forthcoming collection The Second O of Sorrow—now available for pre-order from the BOA Bookstore.
In the Light of One Lamp
I crawled into bed and closed my eyes and not long after heard the small hooves of the horses, the tiny ones that gallop in our dreams, or are they the dreams of our children, galloping through the black ruins. Everything we do is against the crippling light. To hear them cry at night is to know they are alive. When they are scared they come galloping down the long hall calling your name. Tonight, it is our oldest daughter, the red mare with her fiery mane, she snuggles in between us and falls back to sleep in your arms, to that secret place inside her, she barely moves, crossing over the river, through a grove of alders, through the black ruins, she is the one who once whispered, the grass it knows everything.
Listen to Sean read "In the Light of One Lamp" at Poets.org. Pre-order a copy of The Second O of Sorrow from the BOA Bookstore today, and we'll send you a copy as soon as the book is available.
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