Full — An Image

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“Full” — C.Birde, 12/19

 

She let go

despair,

& the Moon

kissed her brow,

smoothed her hair,

filled her

entirely

with

l i g h t.

 

— C.Birde, 12/19

 

Unsung — A Poem

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“Lines” — C.Birde, 12/19

 

The lines dipped,

converged

with their weight

of birds

strung like beads,

like notes unsung.

We pass below,

unknowing.

 

— C.Birde, 12/19

 

 

Entwined — An Image

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“Entwined” — C.Birde, 12/19

 

So thoroughly

were they entwined,

they felt compelled

to ruthlessly

search out

&

declare

their ever-so-slight

differences.

 

— C.Birde, 12/19

 

Nomads — A Poem

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“Nomads” — C.Birde, 11/19

 

 

We write

our message

in undulating script,

in swoops & swirls,

in disappearing

ink.

Look up.

Lookfeelhear.

Decipher our plumed

& urgent patterns.

Lookfeelhear

our passage.

Mark our departure

& our absence.

Our pennate cycles

intersect & weave

as

o n e.

 

— C.Birde, 11/19

 

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“Nomads (detail)” — C.Birde, 11/19

 

 

Pact — An Image

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“White Oak” — C.Birde, 11/19

 

She had known,

in her life,

both grief & joy;

and

lifted her limbs,

— interlaced, interwoven —

in hope

exultant.

 

 

— C.Birde, 11/19

 

 

Changing Idioms — A Poem

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“Black-Capped Chickadee” — L.Gloshinski, 11/19

 

How

to clasp joy

in this world

of aching

loss?

Of bees and birds

of breath

of birds and bees

of life

Exchange

your salt shaker for

wildflower seeds

Cast aside

your blind and grudging

stones

Create

a sacred space

for the fierce impossibility of

feather

flesh and

bone

Feed two birds

with clear eyes and

hopeful heart,

with one open,

widespread

palm.

 

— C.Birde, 11/19

 

Impression — An Image

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“Impression” — C.Birde, 11/19

 

She had had

the impression,

she realized —

with the chill wind

against her

cheek

&

the leaves’

trembling refusal

to let go

that it all

should last

l

o

n

g

e

r.

 

 

— C.Birde, 11/19

 

 

Earthbound — An Image

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“Earthbound” — C.Birde, 11/19

 

“Fall with me,”

she said.

“We’ll drift

lightly, carelessly —

 & lay

the foundations

of

earthbound

beauty.”

 

— C.Birde, 11/19

Tea Light — A Poem

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“Maple” — C.Birde, 10/19

 

Autumn light –

tea-stained

honeyed

steeped

in maple,

ash and

hickory

burnished

gold and

poured through

branch and

leaf and

limb into

our hollowed

hallowed

hands.

Drink

up.

 

 

— C.Birde, 10/19