Bon Bons Poem by elysabeth faslund

Bon Bons



Snow bright Eagle
of the underworld-
Talon Sun upwards.
---
The bayou flows
into the morning-
Day spreads its sails.
---
Noon does not laugh shadows.
Fish fin to the surface.
Kingfisher claws grin closed.
---...
The Sun balls its fist
at threatening clouds.
Gardens wonder why.
--
Mother and Father wrens
dropp food down beaks.
Crickets do not sing.
--
Tomato plant worms
hide from mockingbirds.
I toss them to fish.
---
The silent sandfly
bangs into the screen.
A thousand eyes open.
--
One hundred frogs
are quickly swallowed
by one alligator.
--
From arid sands
came Gilgamesh....
wrote of water. Odd.

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