Poems by David Anson Lee

David Anson Lee is a poet whose work explores healing, resilience, and human connection through lyrical imagery and reflective insight. His poems have appeared in numerous literary journals, and he writes with a belief in the restorative power of language, light, and shared humanity. He lives in Texas.

After the Weather Passes

Morning opens

like a hand uncurled.

Night loosens its grip

and rain, having said

what it needed to say,

returns its syllables to the ground.

Between thinning clouds

,a quiet spectrum

threads the sky whole again:

not spectacle,

but proof.

I step outside

with yesterday still weighted

in my pockets,

yet the sun persists:

touching roofs, leaves,

the unarmored places in my chest.

Every blossom keeps this grammar:

break, then speak.

Every heart learns it late:

we are not undone by storms,

only edited

for more light.

Where Light Enters

Before sunrise,

the world practices silence.

Even birds hold their throats,

waiting.

Light does not arrive: it listens,

then steps forward.

A warmth settles on leaves,

on eyelids,

on the long-held breath of things.

Healing, I learn,

does not announce itself.

It loosens knots

pain mistook for permanence.

It asks nothing

but stillness.

Inside me,

something opens,

not a door,

but a remembering:

sky before walls.

Peace is not reached.

It is permitted.

And once allowed,

it stays:

the way morning

stays in dew.

Lessons in Radiance

The sun does not inquire

about yesterday.

It rises:reliable, unoffended,

lavish with its warmth.

After storms,

it finds what is still wet:

branches, pavement,

the tired surfaces of us,

and turns them briefly luminous.

This is how light behaves:

it does not deny shadow,

it teaches it

where to shine.

We might learn this patience:

to warm what has hardened,

to grow where we once bowed,

to give brightness

without expecting return.

Some days,

being light is staying:

showing up unadorned,

again and again,

until hope

recognizes our face.