Seen/Not Seen — Images

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“Skunk Cabbage” — C.Birde, 3/20

 

Thank you,”

she spoke from half-light,

seen,

not seen,

for all the small,

odd,

curious things —

the skunk cabbage,

the owl pellet,

the brittle lace

of shed snake’s skin,”

a breath,

a pause,

for I am small &

odd &

curious,

too.

 

— C.Birde, 3/20

 

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“Owl Pellet” — C.Birde, 3/20

 

 

Cipher — A Poem

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“Cipher” — C.Birde, 2/20

 

We rode the air

on dark wings

glittering —

a hundred pair

(Once, we numbered

thousands)

tried,

with each beating

stroke

and the rust

of our throats

(“O, hear us,

O, listen…”)

We skirled

and soughed through

the bone-bare trees

and cried in a voice of

calamity:

“Beware!

Our cipher,

our patterns, heed.

Beware!”

Your heads

never

lifted.

 

— C.Birde, 2/20

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“One” — C.Birde, 2/20

 

 

Souldier — An Image

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Souldier” — C.Birde, 1/20

 

“I feel the grief

in my body,”

she said,

“a weight of tears

unshed,

to be shed.”

So Dawn draped her;

Moon crowned her;

& Foxfire

crept into her heart,

so she might

souldier on

— in light —

through the dark.

 

— C.Birde, 1/20