Searching Poem by Esther Kinsky

Searching



Searching for the escaped goldfinch
came into the mountains
on prickly ground
found peace and quiet
among black gorse
only now do I notice how tired I am

come to rest in sight
of the blood linnet's nest
I had a dream: someone
whoknowswho you could not see
his face
was dreaming of messengers
who left off speaking
with him.

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