Poetry

Hymn from a Hillside in New England

by John Muro

September 26, 2026

Dirty Road, Arkady Rylov, 1928

John Muro

A life-long resident of Connecticut and a lover of all…

Now and again my heart and hands
long for a simple garden to tend
or a dirt road that gently bends
towards a landscape free of man.

Where this earth slowly expands
north to nowhere and skies heal
lupine blue; where the very feel
and look of light is textured and tin-

smith silvered washing over stands
of maples and birches that dance
in a windless silence
helping to better frame a land

of slow-rolling hills, stone walls and
open pasture, where change comes slow
and where one can never know
if a life’s beginning or near its end.

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John Muro

A life-long resident of Connecticut and a lover of all things chocolate, John Muro is a graduate of Trinity College, Wesleyan University and the University of Connecticut. He has authored three volumes of poems -- In the Lilac Hour, Pastoral Suite and, most recently, A Bountiful Silence. John is a four-time Pushcart nominee, a two-time Best of the Net nominee and a Grantchester Award recipient. His work has appeared in numerous literary journals and anthologies, including Acumen, the Belfast Review, Connecticut River, Cool Beans Lit, Hyacinth Review, Sky Island, the Valparaiso Review and elsewhere.