Alexander Etheridge
Silent Question
after W.S. Merwin It was a long time ago now I was a boy in a different life sitting on my grandmother’s porch staring out at the trees always staring through the clear air of seasons at two towering white elms They were distant so I loved them more I felt they were part of another world another age I could watch for hours their branches waving calmly in breezes They asked for nothing nor answered any question except for the one I knew there were no words for Sound of Grace We keep one eye on the sun, and one on the moon—Our lives are spent in the battles between night and day—We walk all night over shadows and snow, waiting for dawn, when shadows change around us, each one lengthening in such quiet-- One voice tell us to step into the dark lake, another says to climb up fire in the sky. And there’s the voice saying to ignore every voice, to let yourself be taken by a silence lying between sun and moon, scorches and snowfall—an immeasurable hush of grace, where the first light meets the first dark. |
Alexander Etheridge has been developing his poems and translations since 1998. His poems have been featured in The Potomac Review, Museum of Americana, Ink Sac, Welter Journal, The Cafe Review, The Madrigal, Abridged Magazine, Susurrus Magazine, The Journal, Roi Faineant Press, and many others. He was the winner of the Struck Match Poetry Prize in 1999, and a finalist for the Kingdoms in the Wild Poetry Prize in 2022. He is the author of, God Said Fire, and, Snowfire and Home.