
(c) Geoffrey Wren
Rhythms of Time
Birds on a wire gather like clouds before a storm, like thoughts flocked together, perched before they fly shadow-winged toward the blazing sun gilding the rooftops--and the fiddler— with his burning violin, sings the songs of stars— the endless cycle of before and after love and beauty, constants amidst the fleeting. And so, we waltz, three-quarters beyond time, pausing like birds, then soaring high again, in rhythm, feeling the universe’s beat. *Inspired by Leonard Cohen’s “Bird on a Wire” and “Dance Me to the End of Time.”* Osprey Star-dusted primordial seas birth dinosaurs, who emerge to fly back toward the light. From river shore, I watch them in bobble-winged flight, twinkling silver above the sapphire waves. Now, there, in the crisscross currents, the osprey sights a rainbow beneath the surface. A dive and splash, his taloned toes grab the flounder-- who only sees white wings, the Angel of Death, carrying him home. Spaces There’s a space in the tumble of a wave just before it hits the sand, when you can see the fold of time--a fraction of a second that vanishes with the evanescent sparkle of spindrift in the air, a synaptic connection made and gone, winged on white gull against grey-blue sky. As a strand of seaweed twines around your ankle, the moment passes, and the next -- and you remember him, and that space between heartbeats, when you listened, waiting for the next one-- that never came. Short bio: Merril D. Smith is a historian and poet. She is inspired by nature, particularly her walks along the Delaware River. Her poetry has been published recently in Black Bough Poetry, Anti-Heroin Chic, Nightingale and Sparrow, and Fevers of the Mind. Twitter: @merril_mds https://www.merrildsmith.com A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with Merril D. Smith The Wind Whispers Storms by Merril D. Smith (poetry from her webpage) 3 poems from Merril D. Smith in Fevers of the Mind Poetry Press Presents the Poets of 2020
He continues to thrill me … and your verse is really moving!
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Loved them all, Merril, but that middle piece is best IMO. I esp like the sapphire waves reflecting the silver wings of the Angel of Death snapping up the rainbow flounder. Great visuals! Congrats!
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Merril is a Mistress of the word which engages the synaptic visions in your brain until you see as she does.
Massive Hugs.
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Wonderful! I especially adore the Leonard Cohen inspired poem.
Merril is a brilliant poet. Thank you for featuring her work!
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Beautiful, all three. I’m not a Leonard Cohen fan so don’t recognise the inspiration, but I recognise the birds, the water and the natural imagery Merril uses so well.
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I loved hearing you read the last poem tonight at dVerse. The spaces between waves and heartbeats, the rhythms and their absences, are particularly powerful parallels.
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