Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RICE BIRDS, by MAIDI PAYNE First Line: In the sky are hundreds of rice birds Last Line: My lines of wash. Subject(s): Birds | ||||||||
In the sky are hundreds of rice birds, Companies of them, Swarming high then dipping Like enormous gnats, Flying to the wild olive tree That is loaded with soft black fruit; Each with one they swarm back to the pines, Leaving the dinner tree To the next company. Pop! they drop the seeds. Pop! Spat! Spat! Spreading the black stains everywhere And beneath the pines blow My lines of wash. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GLIMPSES OF THE BIRDS by JOHN HOLLANDER GLIMPSES OF THE BIRDS by JOHN HOLLANDER AUDUBON EXAMINES A BITTERN by ANDREW HUDGINS DISPATCHES FROM DEVEREUX SLOUGH by MARK JARMAN A COUNTRY LIFE by RANDALL JARRELL CANADIAN WARBLER by GALWAY KINNELL YELLOW BIRD by KENNETH SLADE ALLING THE CRIPPLE by KARLE WILSON BAKER THE DEAD FOREST by MAIDI PAYNE |
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