As a fellow birder, this poem sort of stopped me in my tracks. I find it particularly interesting because the mood seems to suggest a sort of anarchist meloncholy by the narrattor, yet as the reader, I leave it, despite the actual mood, with the potential for happiness. I say this because the poem goes a step further from the traditional - can the artist/narrator be separated from the art question. Instead, it transforms that question into an answer that says, 'regardless of what the artist/narrator may feel, that same artist/narrator is giving you, dear readr, the space to arrive at a different conclusion than its creator. Very cool written experience here.
Judging from the nice pictures, you must have followed. :-)
Well yes. I suppose the photos belie the poem!
As a fellow birder, this poem sort of stopped me in my tracks. I find it particularly interesting because the mood seems to suggest a sort of anarchist meloncholy by the narrattor, yet as the reader, I leave it, despite the actual mood, with the potential for happiness. I say this because the poem goes a step further from the traditional - can the artist/narrator be separated from the art question. Instead, it transforms that question into an answer that says, 'regardless of what the artist/narrator may feel, that same artist/narrator is giving you, dear readr, the space to arrive at a different conclusion than its creator. Very cool written experience here.
Appreciate your thoughts and your take a lot, David! Thanks 🙏.
" I can either follow
or I can make my home
in bereavement. "
Beautiful work
Thank you, Janie.