Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Dan Godston multimediates

1 comment:

  1. A Bird, came down the Walk -
    He did not know I saw -
    He bit an Angle Worm in halves
    And ate the fellow, raw,

    And then, he drank a Dew
    From a convenient Grass -
    And then hopped sidewise to the Wall
    To let a Beetle pass -

    He glanced with rapid eyes,
    That hurried all abroad -
    They looked like frightened Beads, I thought,
    He stirred his Velvet Head. -

    Like one in danger, Cautious,
    I offered him a Crumb,
    And he unrolled his feathers,
    And rowed him softer Home -

    Than Oars divide the Ocean,
    Too silver for a seam,
    Or Butterflies, off Banks of Noon,
    Leap, plashless as they swim.

    --Emily Dickinson


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