Gökotta
the act of rising early in the morning with the purpose of going outside to hear the first birds sing and to appreciate nature; Swedish, “dawn picnic to hear the first birdsong;” lit. “early cuckoo morning”
I’m told it’s the sweetest
lilt in the quiet,
lilt in the quiet,
the mists’ trickle into nest,
burrow, suggestion of hillock
burrow, suggestion of hillock
song-wreathed, wherever you are—
an effortless credenza,
an effortless credenza,
bell peals for an earlier church.
And what of my husband,
And what of my husband,
who talks to birds,
who’s learned the sweetness
who’s learned the sweetness
where he sets his lips aloft,
and throat flutter, a wreath of grace notes,
and throat flutter, a wreath of grace notes,
such similar tones
you almost never know different
you almost never know different
so you make a language of it:
chitter, glissando, trill.
chitter, glissando, trill.
Who knows how he so communes.
A kindred wavelength. Better days
A kindred wavelength. Better days
when among the village gathered
we took the bursting flock
we took the bursting flock
as warning, the tender music
a summoning to wonder.
a summoning to wonder.
Read on . . .
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