Mocking Birds
O fair lark who first sang with
Much summery mirth
She casts her gaze upon
Fresh pastures and dark waters
O sweet lark,
What see you in bright dawn light?
By day the mockingbird entertains
thoughts of freedom
Her throat holds caricatures of
joyful songs
O mockingbird,
Whose hymns do thy warble
In the noontide fair?
By the afternoon crows gather
to witness a murder
feast on the bones of their lovers
O thy villainous creatures
To whom do you confess your sins
in the milky twilight?
O beautiful philomel,
O love, by night fall
her song falls on deaf ears
She cringes as the cold sets in
O fair philomel, where are you
in the dusty hallows of the eve?
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philomel - old poetic term for nightingale, from the myth of Philomela who is raped/abused. * Female nightingales do not sing.
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