Michael Shepherd

Rookie (8.4.1929 / Marton, Lancashire)

Unicorn 7 - Poem by Michael Shepherd

This forest glade, mossy, silent underfoot,
shaft of sunlight catching the quivering flight of woodland moths,
tempts even the shyest, slender deer
whose slightest nostril twitch, reveals a whole forest’s map;
the crackle of a single twig, a disappearing, graceful leap;
yet even the deer graze undisturbed
when in a thought’s space, that creature’s there;
for not proximity but presence, is what they share;
each, in peace, moves in the other’s presence;
this we know as peace.

and on the high hills where the air is ever on the move,
the eagle, circling like the first navigator
of the globe – yet seeing so much more –
glances undisturbed; with knowledge, and love, too, that’s beyond
family, or prey, when that strange, familiar white creature
with flowing mane, prances, canters, into sight; their presence shared
so far apart; so near.

and in the foamy waves, the dolphins leap and sport
around it, as that creature, open-mouthed as if in joy,
shakes from its wet and glorious mane
the salty drops of water, while the dolphins
speak to it in a language beyond beauty’s sound –

so this noble creature in its turn
undisturbed by those to whom it shows itself
beyond all perturbations of the world;
detached, yet gives itself to all;

Orpheus, or unicorn, or Muse –
to be led by such a creature, joyously,
knowing nothing of the where or here or there
but trust – this the poetry of the world.


Comments about Unicorn 7 by Michael Shepherd

  • (2/28/2007 8:12:00 PM)

    I enjoyed how the series opens to all of nature here. Creative descriptions, and peaceful imagery; Resources pure. (Report)Reply

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  • (8/4/2005 6:06:00 AM)

    The first two sections, l liked. The last one, was somewhat of a fright. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 31, 2005



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