I'd guess we've all had dreams like the one portrayed in this wistful poem by Tennessee poet Jeff Daniel Marion. And I'd guess that like...

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I’d guess we’ve all had dreams like the one portrayed in this


wistful poem by Tennessee poet Jeff Daniel Marion. And I’d


guess that like me, you too have tried to nod off again just


to capture a few more moments from the past.


TED KOOSER, U.S. Poet Laureate


Last night in a dream


you came to me. We were young


again and you were smiling,


happy in the way a sparrow in spring


hops from branch to branch.


I took you in my arms


and swung you about, so carefree


was my youth.


What can I say?


That time wears away, draws its lines


on every feature? That we wake


to dark skies whose only answer


is rain, cold as the years


that stretch behind us, blurring


this window far from you.


JEFF DANIEL MARION


Reprinted from “Lost & Found,” The Sow’s Ear Press, Abingdon, VA, 1994,


by permission of the author. Poem copyright 1994 by Jeff Daniel


Marion, whose most recent book is “Ebbing & Flowing Springs: New and


Selected Poems and Prose, 1976-2001,” Celtic Cat Publishing, 2002. This


weekly column is supported by The Poetry Foundation, The Library of


Congress and the Department of English at the University of


Nebraska-Lincoln. This column does not accept unsolicited poetry.