Magpie's Song
... Magpie on a bough
Tipped his head and said,
" Here in the mind, brother
Turquoise blue.
I wouldn't fool you.
Smell the breeze
It came through all the trees
No need to fear
What's ahead
Snow'up on the hills west
Will be there every year
be at rest.
A feather on the ground___
the wind sound___
Here in the Mind, Brother,
Turquoise Blue"
... excerpt from __ Gary Snyder
New & Selected Poems
Pantheon Books
NY& SF
(c) 1992
__ an artist's note: winter present for LS & E.D.
