You could have a big dipper   

Theme and Variations by Merril D. Smith



Beyond my window, beyond the beyond

of timeless time, the star-birds sing


with mockingbird tenacity

sweeping beats of gleaming feather-light across a thousand nights.


We gaze without, withdrawn within

withstanding without understanding


the death all around. But light-song

finds its way from that bright beginning bang, to scatter like geese--


in honking flight, I watch them soar

reflected in the river-ripples, white on blue and grey.


When spring comes again—and it will—

there will be downy chicks, golden like the sun,


and when the darkness returns--and it will—

the star-birds will still twitter with incandescent chirps


sparking the sparkling chords of the universe

in an ever-changing refrain,


this, an eternal song.



Merril D. Smith writes from southern New Jersey. Her poetry and short fiction have been published most recently in Anti-Heroin Review, Black Bough Poetry, Nightingale and Sparrow, the Ekphrastic Review, and Fevers of the Mind. Twitter: @merril_mds

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