5 P.M.
.
A seam opens
in the traffic
flow I
hear this
mockingbird in my
backyard
and when it's gone
Satie
played by
Shearing
on an antique FM
drifting
down through yellow plum
leaves
against the blue rush
hour sky
Northern Mockingbird (Mimus polyglottus): photo by Ryan Hagerty (US Fish and Wildlife Service), 2005
Plum blossoms: Wang Mian (Yuan Dynasty, 14th c.)
Satie!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful...
ReplyDeleteWell, it's not Shearing but...it's 5 P.M.:
ReplyDeleteSatie for Lanny and Lucy
I think that Satie goes very well with your later Elephant post, too...
ReplyDeleteLovely poem, and the mockingbird photo is amazingly good.
Zeph,
ReplyDeleteThe bird is pretty common here, and a lovely, confident, varied, constant singer.
Northern Mockingbird (Mimus polyglottus) in Northern California
lovely...
ReplyDeletesuch moments are eternity...
Yes, they are best definition, don't you think?
ReplyDeleteI think you should send your poem 5 p.m. to the poetry mag 5 a.m. to publish! Send everything else to me--Sue Ann Simar, Editor, 10x3 plus
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