9 Aug

…not a creature failed–
No Blossom stayed away…
~Emily Dickinson

Mockingbird, where do you begin
and which are the sources of your spring?
Curious the clouds that fill your well.

Veiled in drab plumes you seem a jest.
No man, by sight alone, could guess
your sung surprise, your unexpected spell.

Curious the clouds and dark the dirt
that nourish and expose your verse—
a crown and trunk rise from buried root.

          I am beguiled and beguiler, but you!
a winged prophet, a truth-teller,
a humble stump bearing lovely fruit.

Capably you quip; you chirp and charm
until by feathered phrase and turn
I lift my head. You offer a reward

to the trespassed and trespasser: a place
where grief and glory have a face
and your dull body pierces like a sword.


2 Responses to “Dickinsonbird”

  1. Bronwyn White August 9, 2013 at 7:52 pm #

    How lovely, especially to read aloud. I, too, love Emily Dickenson and all the more because of her drab plumes and mysterious depth.

    • restorel66 August 9, 2013 at 7:54 pm #

      Bronwyn, thanks so much. So glad it passed your read aloud test. I, too, have been reading it aloud and am satisfied. Thanks for taking time to comment!

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