Ferns in Black and White by Jim Crotty (2010)
That unseen bird chirping alone, rejoicing
in a tall fern, in the rain, at Thanksgiving
The Pastoral, Beethoven’s 6th symphony,
for deep insight and soft soul flight,
to rejoice in musical thanksgiving
All feelings that swell beneath certain words:
rejoice and pastoral, unseen and alone,
rain and music, thanks and giving
The quiet breath that fills the chest before
a sweet note or an unkind word: one
deserves thanks, the other needs forgiving
Breathing here, now, in this symphony of
solitude in the night, following news of
an old classmate’s passing on Thanksgiving
That unseen bird chirping alone, rejoicing
Written for MeetingTheBar—Thanksgiving Turkey with a side of Poetry, at dVerse Poets Pub, hosted this week by Brian Miller. He asked us to write a poem about what we are thankful for. Fresh on my mind were the last 24 hours......
5 comments:
Only with a peaceful silence and in thankfulness can you receive the chirping of the bird.
they can go either way...a soft note or unkind word....i thought the paring of alone and unseen and interesting one in the mix...so sorry to hear about your classmate...went to a HS reunion of sorts a month ago and realized we had lost 20+ people from our class already....
Ah.. Beethoven and a thanks for music of old and new.. is something i forgot to mention in my Thanksgiving thanks.. and you remind me here of how deeply inspiration music is in moving 'us' in the emotions of life..:)
Sorry, I find this a bit depressing. Just my place at this point, not a reflection on your excellent and soulful poetry.
Blessings and Bear hugs!
Brian ~ I certainly get how strange those reunions, and the subsequent reading of the list of those lost, can be! Two of my old boyfriends from the class died years ago. It seems so very strange...
To life!
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