'A wet bird never flies at night'
Dad would intone gnomically,
solemnized the light thought and the laughter.
I nodded, credulous
rainy walks around the block
craned my neck to the dark nets of trees
pooled in streetlight - seeking
clots of draggled plumage,
claws gripping soaked wood;
mused on flightless birds,
how light reflected on wet feathers:
flat gleams like a raincoat?
beaded speckles as on starlings,
or watered silk?
Saw the imperious owl
shoot sequins from wide-swirled wing,
My plumes grew on stage;
escape in the currents of a song,
uplift on breath of a crowd,
at dusk we soared.
Souvenirs of sleep:
pinions on my shoulders
cremated by the morning rays.
Absurd, to think of a bird.
Mum laughed: such credulity!
left me heavy, numb,
In bedraggled gladrags
I stand in a net and sing.
But we shall not ride wings -
a wet bird never flies at night.
poetryrepairs #230 16,11:121
The crows are planting with their claws, meticulously;
dig through earthliness tendrils like iron threads,
finely-drawn, limp, mortal strong.
Bide patiently years' spending
then they shall pluck almonds of my regard:
ribbed and warm, bitter-sweet,
in mellow haze of ripeness:
tender morsels, for avine hoods.
Slowly, harvest comes. They do not strike;
natural as babes they grope and grip,
pull their feathered weight - of hollow structure,
to protect a heart and guide a flight;
of fluttering pulse, internal furnace,
beady eyes, scarlet appetite and pure blue rapture;
of downy dark intimacy,
slashed-silken proud-lined pinion
and the heavy point, the hook - death-whetted beak.
Yes, they tug upon us:
desire, fear, design -
'till the pale and black-rushed brinks of pools
are sparse and sagging;
the clutch of ghostly burdens
print talons round my gaze
with corvine curves, soft and ineffacable.
poetryrepairs #230 16,11:121
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