Good Morning!
I was not intending to post today, but then I saw Bonny's Post and was reminded that it is the third Thursday of the month (already!!) and time for A Gathering of Poetry. Today I am sharing one of my favorite Ted Kooser poems. It can be found in his book "Valentines."
Screech Owl
All night each reedy whinny
from a bird no bigger than a heart
flies out of a tall black pine
and, in a breath, is taken away
by the stars. Yet, with small hope
from the center of darkness
it calls out again and again.
This is lovely, Vera. I think I could have identified the author as Ted Kooser as it's descriptive and he says so much in just two sentences. Thanks so much for sharing this beautiful poem!
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