Rotting Bird

by on June 6, 2011 :: 0 comments

(after the painting by Salvador Dalí, 1928)

Sooner or later
Everything rots
Bananas, artichokes,
Wood, stone, and bronze
Paint and poetry
Our very flesh—
Even a lifeless bird
Hanging from
A tree
Waiting
For the wind
To change
To spread
Its wings again.

editors note:

Sometimes we forget to take out the garbage, flying instead on a vagrant wind, indulging our Dali – ance. – mh

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