Jared Carter, “Wanderer”

Jared Carter’s most recent book of poems, The Land Itself, is from Monongahela Books in Morgantown, West Virginia. He lives in Indiana.

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Where all the hills are silent now,
       and through the trees
The wind, that once shook every bough
       and blossom, leaves

Only the slightest breath. Here, birds,
       now half asleep,
Content with songs that have no words,
       find shelter deep

Within the forest. Here, release
       from constant quest,
From endless pathways. Soon, like these,
       you too shall rest.