Poets on the Loose – Summer 2017

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Poets on the Loose Summer 2017 Boom Athens
(L-R) Poets Eugene Bianchi, Marguerite Holmes, June Warfield.

The Owl and the Mockingbird
by Eugene Bianchi

I didn’t expect to meet him
great gray-blue barred owl
walking the driveway as I
sought the New York Times.

I slowed as he flew to a sweet gum
limb ten feet above with curiosity
but not menaced by the rangy mammal
seen before on his property at the river.

Our reputation as tree-huggers is
spreading even among the insects.
Transfixed, I knew to go motionless,
even if he saw me blink and quit breathing.

So he sat for some time, no hooting,
no motion, no koan or death decree,
just master of this morning zendo,
calling to mindfulness and
reminding that not by the newspaper alone…

That afternoon came the uncanny
mockingbird as I walked a tree-blessed
parking lot, his stage for wild song.
Don’t tell me they don’t notice
an audience even of one, mate or not.

I, too, used to dash from office to car,
deafened by cell phone mania rather than
listen to the stunning generosity of earth
art as he sang on from new to newer
tune without so much as taking a bow.

Such brethren breathe solace
in our world of ceaseless pain.

What if…?
by Marguerite Holmes

What if I stood at the oh!
Of the void
And dreamed a life full
Of wondrous heights and
Of dreadful lows.

Would you spy me and say
“O! How that star twinkles
So!”

Adapt
by June Warfield

The world is changing around me.
Maintaining the status quo is too difficult,
So I adapt. And adapt. And adapt.
Until
I am no longer who I was.

Not a coming to Jesus moment.
Not joining a seven step program
Yet – still transformational
A process, not an event
A choice
Survival and growth
Or stagnation?

More choices
But harder to decide
What was OK is not OK
What was not OK is OK
Black and White – too binary
50 Shades of Gray?
Take a deep breath
Adapt. Adapt. Adapt.

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