18 February 2010 | Vol. 9, No. 4

Low Owls

Some are sparrows,

but generally wintry.

Some sparrows spell

rows or spar

when in discord.

Just listen beneath

the din then:

A contradiction

sings winged things

through cold seasons.

Or, a rows is a rose

only when in lines

across a field

and in full

summer's bloom.

Or, a rows is arouse

only when in

midair quarrel

and suddenly flush

with blood.

Or, a rose is the past

tense of arise

only when wilted

and lifting beneath

its wings.

So sometimes a rose

is a rows is arouse.

And so a rows is

very close to sorrows.

And so some are spells

the distance between

so a rows and sorrows.

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About the author:

Brennen Wysong's poems are forthcoming in Copper Nickel, the Corduroy Mtn., Word For/Word, New CollAge Magazine, and Bateau Press. He has published poems in GlitterPony, Denver Quarterly, Fourteen Hills, Xantippe, and other journals. He live in New York City with his wife, Debra, and son, Calder Birch.

For further reading:

See the complete list of work by Brennen Wysong at 42opus. Browse the contents of 42opus Vol. 9, No. 4, where "Low Owls" ran on February 18, 2010. List other work with these same labels: poetry.

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