Small Talk
In the foothills by the one road
leading up a mockingbird leaps
into shortlived flight from grass to low
branches: on its fully extended wings
the white wing markings meet
into a lowercase “o” which is
the foothills’ song: quiet
unmarked and not to be mocked
Small poem, large effect.
Love.
I love how the couplets and shorter, enjambed lines work to mirror the leaping of the mockingbird within the poem. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks! With the Mei Yao-ch’en sequence, enjambment is at a premium because of the style I am trying to emulate. So it’s good to reach out beyond that here with the line breaks here.
I love this one builds to the final couplet.
I was too quick on the return key — I meant to write, “I love how this one builds to the final couplet.”
Thanks! We need to catch up soon, eh? How are things near and around Cayuga’s waters?…etc.
Curiouser and curiouser . . .