Red Cardinal
“Off went the Postman, Toodle-oo! In his uniform of postal blue…”
—Allan Ahlberg, The Jolly Postman
RED CARDINAL
The
heavy bird landing
on his heart,
with joyful wings -
an angel’s.
As the dearly departed,
her name was uttered
in golden pen,
pronounced…
and it began.
The miracle, bright red!
The postal delivery
fed
the imagination
of the brave little postman,
not so little, instead,
not so unsteady -
his legs fed
by miles of mourning,
but he kept on going,
not looking back.
BUT
here he pauses,
admiring
the plumage
of this healthy bird,
its claws,
like a ruby ring,
round his finger - the
mother lode
comforting
to a
heartbroken soul.
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