Friday, November 11, 2016

Lucy Alexander #69 Apostle Bird

She the red-eyed girl-bird
will appear her nest with the
mud from our gradings

clean her beak against the
other wipings on that exact
o of her home haunting

up her flight slanting
to the horizontal branch,
just right for the hatching

smoothing that ooze with her
own tongue so that it cements
with the sunlight, even in leaf-shade.

She and her sisters sit day night day
calling through the stars at night
their haunting whistles grading

new scales, new down, new apostles
to fill the world up with songs
leaf-litter scratching, spreading the

words of their wings.

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