Blackbirds Poem by Smoky Hoss
Blackbirds
(- this is done in the tradition of 'Imagist' poetry, which was very popular in the 1910's and 20's... personally I still find it quite fascinating. - Smoky.)
- The blackest waters
Move, as flying...
The birds sail
Below, the sky crying -
It has been dark
All day...
Clouds and blackbirds
Get in the sun's way -
In the way they move
And flow,
In the way they stay
And go -
In a field
Of solid white...
The blackbirds
Are the dark of night.
The blackbird must be flying'
this is a masterpiece... can see what Patti was saying! well done!
Gosh, there is some magic in this, I don't know how you've done it but I am bewitched by this..(something about blackbirds stirs my imagination..?)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 6:11:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I totally agree with Eric and Patti, something very special about this piece.