Eventide by Yash Seyedbagheri

Eventide 

I absorb shadows falling

across slumbering Sunday

evening’s charcoal-gray clouds

washing away the roar of trucks

and littered glass

while I traverse the long stretch of country road

just the dirt, the cathedral pines

syringas smiling, wearing spring scent

I traverse a hill, a curve

 look over a ridge

 at verdant stillness

rain whispering  pitter-pattered pleasure

plopping in puddles

sky darkening

lights flickering from distant spaces

shadows darting like graying dancers

between the pines

wind settles and whispers somnolence

while the moon drifts out

 and bows good night

Yash Seyedbagheri is a graduate of Colorado State University's MFA program in fiction. Yash’s work is forthcoming or has been published in WestWard Quarterly, Café Lit, and Ariel Chart, among others.