Poetry: Peter Everwine

A Story Can Change Your Life  by Peter Everwine

On the morning she became a young widow,
my grandmother, startled by a sudden shadow,
looked up from her work to see a hawk turn
her prized rooster into a cloud of feathers.
That same moment, halfway around the world
in a Minnesota mine, her husband died,
buried under a ton of rockfall.
She told me this story sixty years ago.
I don’t know if it’s true but it ought to be.
She was a hard old woman, and though she knelt
on Sundays when the acolyte’s silver bell
announced the moment of Christ’s miracle,
it was the darker mysteries she lived by:
shiver-cry of an owl, black dog by the roadside,
a tapping at the door and nobody there.
The moral of the story was plain enough:
miracles become a burden and require a priest
to explain them. With signs, you only need
to keep your wits about you and place your trust
in a shadow world that lets you know hard luck
and grief are coming your way. And for that
—so the story goes—any day will do.


See more poems in Sabio’s Poetry Anthology

About Peter Everwine

Peter Everwine was born in 1930 in Detroit, Michigan but grew up in western Pennsylvania.  He retired from Fresno University after 30 years of teaching.

My Impressions

I’ve written a bit about superstitions here, but this poem captures so much more!  “I don’t know if it’s true but it ought to be.”



Filed under Philosophy & Religion

3 responses to “Poetry: Peter Everwine

  1. I love it! And I think the Universe is always trying to get in touch with us, if we pay attention.

  2. beautiful tone in this piece… you’re great at story telling

  3. @ readers:
    This is not my poetry !

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