National Poetry Month: April 9th

April 9, 2010

Paired Things by Kay Ryan

Who, who had seen only wings,
could extrapolate the
skinny sticks of things
birds use for land,
the backward way they bend,
the silly way they stand?
And who, only studying
birdtracks in the sand,
could think those little forks
had decamped on the wind?
So many paired things seem odd.
Who ever would have dreamed
the broad winged raven of despair
would quit the air and go
bandylegged upon the ground,
a common crow?

This poem was selected by Jeff B. (Reader’s Services)

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