William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

Winter Trees

“The bird names have trapped me. They exist in a realm of unsolvable mysteries: the realm of nothing more than connotation. And yet I want to know what the bird behind each looks like. Why? I shouldn’t care.”

Winter Trees

Feline huntress, dozing on the grass.

Along the fence, a cortège of wary sparrows,
each dark face a funeral card.

On my lips, imagined bird names:

                           Shwittl, Tikipap, Pikit …

               farewell, farewell

                                           winter trees.

Poems, Slightly Used, March 4, 2009

In memory of friend and poet, Brian Salchert (1941-2010)

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