136. The Deserted Farm

Who leaned the broken mirror

against the barn

knew more than he let on

about the mis-

behavior of moonlight.

Years now since men

left the fields to the luck of foxes,

and left the locks

to rust on unhinged doors.

Still, this last artifice,

this final point of order,

the glass tilted

to survey a weather vane,

the tops of sycamores,

and doubled heaven hung

with chandeliers.

— Roderick Townley

Although known primarily as a children’s author (The Great Good Thing, The Door in the Forest, The Blue Shoe, and others), Roderick has published criticism, nonfiction, and two volumes of poetry, Three Musicians (NY: The Smith) and Final Approach (VT: The Countryman Press).

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