SEVENTH SONG


O carry me quick and high puffed pigeon
Wheat is in ear and you are full out in feather with it.
Carry me quick high bird, above estuary and tree crests
Carry me over stipple cottages down to the break
Of shore, wide shingle under water's weal.
Carry me to gulls gathering in the mist
Of this evening's peaceful unknown attitude.
Carry me slow, down and gentle to pheasant hedge
And the deep bent bracken leaves hushed in keeper's wood.
Carry me barn owl, staring out under eave
to the edge of the flint forgotten wall
And dead bone salt branches, stripped as smooth as skin
And whipped white in each evenings winds.
Carry me soft leveret, between corn and back, back
To the herdsman's house, and this window where I stand
Waiting, wanting, wondering.
My heart is sprung
It is air charged
It is high and huge with centuries thoughts thread,
Yet it is as soft as scythe as poppy petals on the mountain verge.
My heart is sprung out, and must one day die down
Carry me herdsman quick into your own.

 -------Jini Fiennes
Suffolk Song Cycle & Other Poems

 

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