John Tansey Poet Grook

Harbingers of Morning

HARBINGERS OF MORNING



Seam-splitting the rim of an eastern sky,
morning's radiant golds  
grading 
down the rimpled brow of mountains
            leapfrogs
    out of the high hilled horizon
 with the sun
come upon the winged 
                molecules of birds
                               sun-stirred from their trees.
  Advancing
            under a sun-burst sky 
      to undulations of flight,
                  these verbs, in action 
          swoop down
the white steepled streets
    loping in sunlight
             to gather 
 amid the eaves of a still sleeping town
                    and resound 
                         as bells
                   under a bandshell of sky---
     this motion of  birds 
                      breaking rank
               into the melee of morning.

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