“Appalachian Morning” by Rick Kuenning


The sun scatters his glory before
Gilding the high clouds rose-gold,
Then fills the great bowl of the sky,
A lord entering his hall, striding,
The mighty oaks his many thrones.


After decades as an expatriate in Europe, Rick Kuenning lives in western North Carolina. His work reflects a keen interest in nature, art, culture, and religious studies. It also draws on a long career in international relations and national policy. His creativity is often sparked by dialogue with other poems. He is awed by nature, angered by injustice, and moved by the stories of those whose voices are not heard.