Thursday, April 19, 2012

Light Along the Erie Canal

Across the water's surface, curves     
corner the sun and heave it forth
in glimmers, as man's mind serves
to catch, reflect a sun-like force
in scattered sparks. Above, the birds
scoop waves in wind, ripple and pour
between suns caught on air and earth.
From their flexions flash darts
as bright as those between the shores.
Reflections from the feathers start
an echo of light. Other courses
seize it, toss it, off arrows of bark,
edges of leaves; and crooks of boughs;
shared about like bits of loaves,
white fragments broken from a first
gold crust and shared along the rows.

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