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.