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
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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
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