A manifesto is one of the opening poems of my new poetry collection birds and other feathers. A teaser, taster. Remember, despite the Covid, there will still be Christmas stockings to fill.
A manifesto
From sprouting acorns to the windswept sky,
from quick vole-scurry to kestrel’s soar,
song thrush trilling and soft owl fluting,
this piece of land that I call my own
thrives and thrusts through stalk and bone.
This piece of ordinary soil,
of no rare beauty, fruit of toil
of generations, long gone into the dark,
is in my keeping now,
and how
I lend my weight to the great wheel,
guide the green boat with rooted keel,
is to let all things live here,
without fear.
A wonderful opening! I’m looking forward to reading the rest.
Thank you! I’m pleased you like it. Birds make a good theme 🙂
They do!
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Oh, I love it already. Can’t wait to read the rest.
Birds are inspirational 🙂
They are.
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You manage a good keeping. (K)
We’re doing our best 🙂