Evening Bandit

A poem by new Washington State Poet Laureate Claudia Castro Luna.

  • February 1, 2018
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  • Poetry
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  • By Claudia Castro Luna

Evening Bandit


In my dream

the troll walked out of his cave 

—sparkling with the loot of centuries   

came to where I stood

alone in a forest’s dale

and demanded all the words I had

give me all of them! He snarled

give me the green ones dappled with sunlight

the slick ones like pebbles on a river’s edge

the ones impermeable as raven’s feathers

leave not one behind, he threatened

I want those that throb and ache

the pithy and the paltry ones too

Words! Words!

He exalted to the heavens

are the greatest treasure

more precious than any gem

ever more valuable than gold

Claudia Castro Luna, the 2018-2020 Washington State Poet Laureate, is traveling the state giving readings and workshops. Find events and more at wapoetlaureate.org. The Washington State Poet Laureate program is sponsored by Humanities Washington and the Washington State Arts Commission/ArtsWA.

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