Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Geese in Flight

Geese in Flight
by Gideon Burton

Observing Vs of geese that weave the clouds
Their squawking, needles sharp in cottoned air
Their liquid wings make currents in the crowds
Of stray reflections, those that hover, fair
As moonlight lingering or coming dawn,
I wonder why their necks are straight as nails
Their heads are beads of ink, their winging strong
Against October even as it fails
To snare them with its traps of cooling wind
They crease the smooth horizon, growing faint
In sound, in sight, in cries grown melting thin
Against the western south, its thinning paint
        Enveloping the parting birds, their flight
        Of woven wandering, their sinking out of sight.

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