April Poem of the Month
View from a window
the birds pass -
the robin and the finch, the sparrow and the crow
they come, they go
the hours pass -
in carnal cells their winkling fingers soon unlock
they tick, they tock
the hurts pass -
as do the joys; in joint or alternating reign
they wax, they wane
the clues pass -
these smatterings, these prickled inklings from the deep
they wake, they sleep
the days pass -
and though I scrape their marrow or refuse them all
they rise, they fall
the birds pass -
wild shadows, gifted that they live but do not know
they come, they go
Biography
Kona Macphee grew up in Australia and now lives in Perthshire. She has two collections from Bloodaxe Books, "Tails" (2004) and "Perfect Blue" (2010). "Perfect Blue" includes a free e-Book of commentaries intended to support new readers of poetry. Kona's website is at www.konamacphee.com, and she blogs at www.thatelusiveclarity.com.
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