I am at the moment working on the libretto of a new oratorio we have been commissioned to write about this surreal experience. To help me imagine my way into it, I am intending to write a poem a day about different aspects of the experience. These poems are just thinking aloud; inching towards finding out what I want to write about. But I thought I may as well post them as I go along.
I sit
Book on knee
In a green
Dream.
Branches between blue
Clench
Into bud.
High
Sweet,
Calling birds.
Filling the sky,
the trees,
the wind,
the world.
Beating against my closed eyelids.
One reply on “Covid thoughts. Birdsong”
Lovely – great to see you do some poetry again