To an Early Blackbird

Another homework exercise - we've been looking at e e cummings...

Yes,

we hear you,

atop the stillhouetted tree

spillthrill the dreich with your persuasive song -

slice the ice air cleanly through and

clear the night from out of these dark webs.

source: http://www.nakedeyeplanets.com/venus-conjunctions.htm

Yes,

you raise breath, bones and bill towards

the drinkling sky

and shiver soundclouds slooping

round the terraced walls,

while we, two dumbly sleeping pillow stalkers,

flail for five few minutes more

in the trying embers of this turgid night.

Yes,

we who have loved and loved and loved

cocooned and canopied

hear-hear your counter-pointing carolling

while the startclimbing, starblinding Sun pours

cream and custard rays

behind the guarding gate.

Yes,

you break the fast-held night in two –

we two, in night, hold fast the break.