Red-Winged Blackbird On My Way To School Poem by Denis Mair
Red-Winged Blackbird On My Way To School
I used to walk through an overgrown field to school
Sometimes in spring I would see a red-winged blackbird
It perched on a brittle stem still standing from last year
It announced itself to me; it trilled as I was passing
It sang of the bright clear sky; it sang of its nestlings
Its song sharpened my anticipation of seeing my friends
I never thought of picking up a stone to throw
I only wondered what made its heart fill with song
While perching tipsily on a precarious milkweed pod
With red epaulets on its wings, and a stripe of yellow
It was the only bird that addressed its song to me
My secret sharer of aliveness on a spring morning
part 2---the discrepancy between a boy who could SEE and feel the beauty of that day and that trilling blackbird and a boy who would use that bird as a target ---absolutely put the wings on this poem
oh! excellent use of that jarring line---I never thought of picking up a stone to throw---that put the tang of bitter reality into this lovely pastoral poeml
Red-Winged Blackbird and your school time is joyful as the spring time; great to read
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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part 3---While perching tipsily on a precarious milkweed pod-----yes! ! ! that put me right there in that meadow watching that bird balancing on that fragile stem and singing his heart out---a skyful of stars for this lovely write and a fav