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Monday, August 15, 2011
Found Poem - Shadow of a Black Bird by Sonya Chappelear
I was of three minds, like a tree in, which there are three blackbirds. Then I turned toward paradises lost for the shadow of the blackbird. I went walking on the roads of yesteryear; I went walking through my childhood - Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both, the martyrs who do not bear witness; the flowers of blood that fade and scatter in the empty wind. And both that morning equally lay. In leaves no step had trodden black. I do not know which to prefer, the beauty of inflections or the beauty of innuendoes. I shall be telling this with a sigh; only the unloved know, lost in the loose leaves of the weeping cherry tree, a man and a woman and a blackbird are one.
Taken from: Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird By Wallace Stevens http://writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/88/stevens-13ways.html 02/03/2011The Road Not Taken Robert Frost http://www.bartleby.com/119/1.html 02/03/2011Notebook of a Return to the Native Land [excerpt] by Aimé Césaire translated by Annette Smith and Clayton Eshleman http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15976 02/03/2011Littlefoot, 19, [This is the bird hour] by Charles Wright http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19592 02/03/2011