Formerly a Bird, a poem by Michael Channing

Formerly a Bird

by Michael Channing

this used to be a bird
this messy black scratch of feathers and bones
once stitched tree to sky
plucked a silver thread to sew sun to sea
a collection of whispers and wind
struck the glass and landed like a purse unzipped
its contents now being sorted by the rain
this used to be a bird

this still life
this dreamless arc
this empty dome
this tilting church
this heap
this dead river
this used to be a bird

What Was There Is Gone


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