Poem: "The Inevitable," by Allan Peterson, from Ted Kooser's American Life in Poetry column
Posted May 4th, 2008 by cwhite

Photo: At Glendale Cemetary, Akron, Ohio. Courtesy of Andrzej Starczewski, Rager Media
American Life in Poetry: Column 159
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE, 2004-2006
Bad news all too often arrives with a ringing telephone, all too early in the morning. But sometimes it comes with less emphasis, by regular mail. Here Allan Peterson of Florida gets at the feelings of receiving bad news by letter, not by directly stating how he feels but by suddenly noticing the world that surrounds the moment when that news arrives.
The Inevitable
To have that letter arrive
was like the mist that took a meadow
and revealed hundreds
of small webs once invisible
The inevitable often
stands by plainly but unnoticed
till it hands you a letter
that says death and you notice
the weed field had been
readying its many damp handkerchiefs
all along


Photo: Grave of John R. Buchtel, founder of The University of Akron at Glendale Cemetery, downtown Akron. Courtesy of Andrzej Starczewski, Rager Media





May 4th, 2008 at 12:33 pm
I love the way this poem equates the cobwebs that cover the beauty of the field with tear-dampened handkerchiefs.