Daniel and Claire Go Riding in the Prairie
did it come from, this pale skin,
tall quixotic gallant strain
my moody Chinese kin,
that I mixed my seed with, and my grain?
see them riding side by side,
son with his long back and hand,
niece, white-freckled, dignified,
the same fine desperate self-command.
beauties now seem faint beside
essences of personhood
float apart or coincide
to the genes' vicissitude.
silence and their sudden smile,
brown eyes and their length of bone,
calmness with the animal,
singleness, as one who walks alone,
the puer still intact,
candid as the flower,
through the mixing and the act
the soul's perfection and its power.
April Wind, © 1991. Reprinted by
of University Press of Virginia.