~Winnie the Pooh
Happy Poetry Friday! Glad you're here. It's National Poetry Day in the U.K. (on Oct 3rd) so huzzah for that!
One morning this week when I walked outside with my dogs, we startled an owl. It flew away but not too far, so I got a good look at it. How thrilled was I? Exceedingly! I told my neighbor, who said he'd seen that owl a couple of times before and he shared this picture:
He took this photo out his window! I have been looking for our owl ever since. When I was searching for an owl poem, I found this gorgeous one about starlings. It could make a good mentor poem! What if humans could move like a pod of whales or a caravan of camels? (You can find animal group names here.)
Murmuration
Emily Schulten
If we move with the fluidity of starlings,
like a puddle of clippings in the air that shape-
shifts but never falls hard to the ground,
if we sense enough of each other to know
in which direction to fly away from being
preyed upon, but never from one another,
in swirls and with the unshakable faith
that wherever we turn we will be synchronal,
miming in a language only our bodies
comprehend the intention of our design...
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