Flying away

For the dverse open link night, at Kim’s suggestion, a geese poem

Flying geese.

Did you see the geese, the arrow pointing north,

the kith and kin with their invisible bonds?

Did you hear the sound, the joyous deep-voiced song,

of sky sailors, plying oars that plough the clouds,

and in the night, set their course by the stars?

Such strength, such fortitude that carries them

the breadth of the earth and back again.

Would you follow me through the Arctic night

should I gather up my wings and fly away?

Would you call, the wind in your face,

and ask me to wait, while the cold sun sets,

and the ice glitters in the pinions of our wings?

And do I dare risk all, happiness and sorrow,

and throw in my lot with the wild north wind?

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

63 thoughts on “Flying away”

      1. I will ๐Ÿ™‚ The agent is beavering away sending the ms out to big publishers, as a good agent should. I hope there’ll be good news soon.

      2. I hope you get there quicker than I have! It just takes self-confidence. I ought to have tried seriously years ago, but I wasn’t a good writer years ago so… You’ll do it, I’m sure ๐Ÿ™‚

  1. Thank you for writing a geese poem, Jane! I love the way it captures that moment when you spot the ‘arrow pointing north’ and the ‘ joyous deep-voiced song, / of sky sailors, plying oars that plough the clouds’. The wordplay in that phrase is perfect, as is the imagery in the Arctic night, the ice glittering in the pinions of wings, and the wild north wind.

  2. ย โ€œsky sailors, plying oars that plough the cloudsโ€ย Love this ๐Ÿ’• such stunning imagery here ๐Ÿ˜Š

      1. It all comes down to money and the lack of it. It’s all very well getting poetical about the stars and the birdsong, but the bills have to be paid even when you live in a ruin in the countryside.

      2. It gets wearisome when you go from struggling student to struggling poorly paid worker to struggling parent, and now struggling to keep everyone, us and the unemployed and still in education children with our heads above water. We went wrong somewhere when it came to professional decisions.

      3. I wish! I read an article yesterday that really put the dampers on my enthusiasmโ€”about the usual advance paid for a book by a big publisher. Between $5000 and 12000. Before tax. Before agent’s percentage. I’m not going to start booking round the world cruises on that. Not that I would (you can probably guess) but a refit for this house would have been nice.

      4. I suppose it’s wise to stay sober about one’s expectations. But what if it gets translated into Chinese? Billions of readers right there! Happened to a South African writer also now living in France, not sure which part. Even so, she had expectations of driving a Porsche through the streets of Paris when she turned sixty but the university costs of the children proved too prohibitive! But living comfortably. That was this year. I read an article about her online somewhere the other day.

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