Today's poem is by Lisa Ampleman
Murmuration
A row of resting birds makes visible a distant power line
that the sky had blotted out,yet others of their flock cannot stop moving
they fret, twirling and rising in a surgelike the leaves kicked up yesterday,
which blew into my car windowas I drove to meet you. It all seems so unsettled
and though we long for clarity,for the uncertainty to settle and present itself
still as a sleeping bird,we glory in the delay, in not knowing,
when an answer would eliminateall possibilities but one. Better the agitated world,
birds scattering past each other in their frenzy.
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Copyright © 2014 Lisa Ampleman All rights reserved
from Full Cry
The National Federation of State Poetry Societies Press
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