A Riff On Gajanan Mishra 'I Know A Bird..' - Poem by David McLansky
I know a bird that sings and tweets
From a tree high on my street,
Every morning, every evening,
I hear it’s loud and mournful keening.
“I’m hungry, can you spare some seed,
I’ve grown so driven in my need;
Can you spare a drop of water?
I’m on my way across your border.
My aspiration: to range far
Across the heavens towards the stars;
A bit of seed and I’ll be gone,
I will include you in my song.
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