Thursday, August 8, 2019

Bear Face Cloud

"Watching storm clouds roll
in can be interesting," he said
after seeing a picture of a bear
face in a thunderhead I took
off my porch in an instant
of attention before it was gone.
Not all storms are so willing
to be announced;
                          the suddenness 
of some beg the meaning
;of "the readiness is all" 
as clearly inadequate.
And yet
            if I review the history
of the storms in my life ,
I might reconsider in my hindsight
there was a foresight
of a storm beyond the weather
of the moment.
                       Like that prophet
whose storm against the priests
of Baal
           was but hand-sized:
unseen, unnoticed to the unlooking
eye or heart. . . .
                           But I never had a storm
cloud with a bear face in it;
the storm the bear announced never
came, the cloud changed shape
and passed away.
                          "Later, another day,"
I thought, my eyes scanning the skies. 

-Byron Hoot

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