Saturday, August 6, 2011

What the God Says Through Me

You won't hear my poems at the poetry reading,
You won't hear my poems over the radio.
If you want what the God says through me
Come alone with me into Quetico
          and we'll canoe across lake after lake
          where there are no roads or houses
To a perfect lake with a perfect island
Where you and I will pitch our camp
          and catch fish for twilight supper.

Sitting around the fire at night
Ask me to read something I wrote
For this is the place to hear me,
More stars overhead than you ever saw,
          no other light in the woods for miles,
          no other sound but the loon
And the night wilderness smells of September.
This is the place to hear my voice
          if you want what the God says through me.


"Antler (born Brad Burdick, 1946, Wauwatosa, Wisconsin, USA) is an American poet who lives in Wisconsin.[1]
Among other honors, Antler received the Whitman Prize from the Walt Whitman Association, given to the poet 'whose contribution best reveals the continuing presence of Walt Whitman in American poetry,' in 1985. Antler also was awarded the Witter Bynner prize in 1987. Antler was the poet laureate of the city of Milwaukee, Wisconsin, for 2002 and 2003.[1] He leads poetry workshops and gives readings across the United States and in other countries. He is also an advocate for wilderness protection and other causes, and continues to spend much time camping and exploring the wilderness areas he loves.[2]"

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kkdither said...

That was beautiful.

OrbsCorbs said...

Antler has been big on the Milwaukee poetry scene for a long time and I've known about him, but I haven't read much of his work.