Monday, June 23, 1986

FOWLISH BEHAVIOR

FOWLISH BEHAVIOR

Why do I say hair?
I say braids, plaited leaves.
Three geese stroll beneath the willow
like it was Sunday in the park.

The hair of the willow drinks from the pond.
Shadows of blackbirds weave and stitch
the clouds to the mirror of water.

The red claw of a dismembered crawdad
no longer pinches the sunlight.
What errant boy did this?
Ducks parade and commute from lawn
to pond and from pond back to the lawn.
Fowlishly nattering on all the while.


6/27/1986
added/rev. 2/17






Why do I say hair?
I say braids, plated leaves,.
Three Kise strolling under the willow
like it was Sunday in the park.

The hair of the willow drinks from the pond.
Shadows of blackbirds
weaving the clouds to the mirror.

The red claw of the dismembered crawdad
no longer pinches the sunlight.
What boy did this?
Ducks parapet commute from lawn
to pond and from pond to lawn.

6/27/1986
added 2/17

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