Psychopomp
I
am
happy
to
hear
your
equinox
voice
again,
dear catbird.
Sing
your
message,
curt
or
kind–
shock
of
brazen
sunlight
or
miles
of
numinous
night–
and
my
voice
will
rise
to
greet
it.
Come.
May Terry
May 29, 2008 at 5:17 pm (Uncategorized)
Leola said,
June 24, 2008 at 11:39 am
I absolutely love this. As I read this, the cat birds are calling just outside the window. They are nesting just passed our deck. They are a comfort to me. Take me back to those “lazy, hazy days of summer” as a kid.
May said,
June 24, 2008 at 4:36 pm
Thank you, Leola! I absolutely love catbirds. I think they’re so elegant-looking, and smart too.