Monday, January 20, 2014

Blackbirds, after Wallace Stevens


Sharp black outline on a power line,
While walking home
Words typed into a computer from a recollection.

Clacking of keys,
About 7,060,000 results in half a second
Most of them about an aircraft.

Turdus Merula, Turdus Boulboul, Turdus Albocinctus.
26 more formed into a list
Existing as bits and pieces

White bathes a dark room, the black birds arranged in rows
Many are exactly the same
Their eyes unmoving
Blackness eclipse them and toasters fly by.

Electricity recites them faithfully
In a song of ones and zeroes
The blackbirds are available to all corners of the globe
Conjured by fingers.

How many have seen them before?
How long have they flown?
When will they be reduced to information?

The cold scent of autumn sets in
Leaves crackle and shiver
Pull your jacket closer
A rustle of leaves and you look up
404 File not found.

Have I ever seen a blackbird?

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