Tuesday, 17 May 2016

The Early Bird

 
 
 
The Early Bird - Ted Kooser
 
Still dark, and raining hard
on a cold May morning

and yet the early bird
is out there chirping,

chirping its sweet-sour
wooden-pulley notes,

pleased, it would seem,
to be given work,

hauling the heavy bucket of dawn

up from the darkness,
note over note,

and letting us drink.
 

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