1080: These are the days when Birds come back

Jan 18, 2011 22:21

"These are the days when Birds come back"
Emily Dickinson

These are the days when Birds come back --
A very few -- a Bird or two --
To take a backward look.

These are the days when skies resume
The old -- old sophistries of June --
A blue and gold mistake.

Oh fraud that cannot cheat the Bee --
Almost thy plausibility
Induces my belief.

Till ranks of seeds their witness bear --
And softly thro' the altered air
Hurries a timid leaf.

Oh Sacrament of summer days,
Oh Last Communion in the Haze --
Permit a child to join.

Thy sacred emblems to partake --
They consecrated bread to take
And thine immortal wine!

A reader emailed me asking for some help, so if you have any recommendations, please comment.

Hi there,

I'm long time reader of your journal and I was wondering if you might be able to help with something. A friend of mine has been asked to read a poem at a fundraising event for flood-affected people in South-East Queensland (in Australia). I was wondering if you or your readers might be able to suggest some suitable poetry?

I have already thought of 'Ways of Talking' by Ha Jin.

Your help with this would be greatly appreciated!

Peace

emily dickinson

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