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A Place in the Sun<br />
© 2014<br />
This morning when I saw our dog<br />
curled up in a square of sunlight<br />
on the living room floor, I thought<br />
briefly of Montgomery Clift,<br />
his gloomy quest in the film<br />
that co-opted the phrase.<br />
But quickly that image faded<br />
and I skipped back to the time<br />
before I had seen a desert<br />
and dreamt during arithmetic<br />
of a sand expanse stretching north<br />
up the sunlit slope of my desk<br />
until it fell off into the Grand Canyon,<br />
reminded then that all I needed to do<br />
was step out the creaky double door<br />
of our one-room schoolhouse<br />
to track down my own place in the sun<br />
that moved with the seasons<br />
up and down hills, through oak groves<br />
and fields, or only a few steps<br />
beyond our backyard chicken coop,<br />
under a cluster of sumac, where<br />
magically in the dead of winter<br />
I could stretch out on a cushion of<br />
green and reach for a handful<br />
of snow. Or wait for an afternoon<br />
in early spring to wander down<br />
to the brook at the base of the slope<br />
to watch bright civilizations of<br />
salamanders go about their lizardly business<br />
in patches of watery brilliance<br />
just beyond the shadow of the overhang<br />
that lengthened as I lay there<br />
until the sun was gone, and they with it.<br />
www.TheBlueGuitarMagazine.org Fall 2014<br />
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