Another poem from my second collection. I have had an ongoing relationship with magpies for many years. They are significant to me.
MAGPIE MAPS
The magpie's maps are not on paper
they hang from certain synapses
Motion/location tapestries
that hold the history of her every heist
These were the best times I stole
and the more secret times
when she would only look
Every magpie has such treasure
a gallery in every head
Look closely, you may then find your own
I like this poem. Brian Patten was kind enough to say he thought it was good. At the time I thought I had uncovered a creative stream of magpie poems but they only come once in a while.
Here's the Mountain Goats. What can I add? You are either a goat head or you're not.
Until next time.
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