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The Middle Distance

by N. Scott Momaday

 

Imagine the space between here and there.

Vision holds upon an aura of the earth,

And on that nebulous band a bird appears.

 

It takes shape in the vagaries of light,

Becoming wholly its own definition.

It hangs inherently there, opposite the air.

 

Less the image, more the beholding, is true,

A perception of the wild that is wild itself.

 

This is an isolation that confirms the alien eye,

The bird, alone, appearing on the transparent field,

The middle distance.