Poem of the day….

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Hedge Nester by T WindlingBranch Library
by Edward Hirsch

I wish I could find that skinny, long-beaked boy
who perched in the branches of the old branch library.

He spent the Sabbath flying between the wobbly stacks
and the flimsy wooden tables on the second floor,

pecking at nuts, nesting in broken spines, scratching
notes under his own corner patch of sky.

I’d give anything to find that birdy boy again
bursting out into the dusky blue afternoon

with his satchel of scrawls and scribbles,
radiating heat, singing with joy.

 

– from Special Orders by Edward Hirsch (copyright © 2003); if you like this poem, please seek out the collection. The “Hedge Nester” drawing is by T. Windling, Chagford.

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