kestrel (III)
thin cry
carried forward
by nothing but need
no arc
but vibration—
a thread pulled
across absence
sound shaped
to resemble presence
no body
but the form
a body would take
if it answered
if it meant
to be heard
the field listens
without echo
the sky
already writing back
in silence
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This poem sounds like a solo violin being played in a meadow with only the birds listening. Lovely.
that’s a generous and beautiful response — thank you
The way you describe sound is so lovely!
thank you, Anna
this is lovely.
thank you 🙏
says so much:
thin cry/carried forward/by nothing but need
🙏