Stopping by Malnati’s Meadow
–Richard M. Berlin
Stopping by Malnati’s meadow I see
he has rolled his hay into huge round bales
ten feet tall, almost eighty scattered near
and far in the late summer sun. A red-tailed
hawk claims one for his perch and waits
for his mate, while overhead a pair of kestrels
flash cinnamon wings against a cobalt sky.
Yesterday, my eighty-year-old mother
tripped and fell over her own two feet, nothing
injured except her spirit, my father dead
almost half my life, my doctor-wife treating
kids on the other side of Lenox Mountain,
me standing here alone like the maple
Malnati left in his meadow, green leaves
catching the sun’s September fire.
Watch Dr. Berlin read his poem: http://vimeo.com/14740213
(Used with the permission of the author, published in The Country Doctor Revisited, KSU, 2010)
Dr. Berlin reflects on the beauty of autumn in a hay field. Practicing rural brings us closer to nature and the joy that comes with watching and listening day in and day out through the change in seasons. What have been some of your treasured moments in your rural setting? How does living close to nature rejuvenate you?