The Sound of Sunlight
by Todd Davis
On the far side
of the canyon
light
is burning
through two
draws
like water
rushing
into an empty
riverbed.
A canyon wren
opens
her mouth
and a coyote
stops
midtrail
before vanishing
among juniper.
As we descend
the eastern wall
we look
down
onto
ponderosa
pine
and witness
the shadow
of a merlin
chase
the merlin
itself.
Behind us
in the meadow
where we lay
last night
the squall
of an elk
picks up
the sound
of sunlight
and joins it
in a flood
of bugling.
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A vivid narrative of emerging sunlight in a wilderness area. The short lines focus our attention on the natural details; the stanzas, on their chronology. The dramatic entrance of “the sound of sunlight” intriguingly is the voice of a creature we don’t see.