A few lines from a poem in response to John Sokol’s magnificent painting, Icarus Practicing:
Stretch them wide
as God’s first breath.
From tip to tip
there is no time.
Just the rumbling
of a tune
in your makeshift
beak, and bright
sky galloping
through the hollow
of bone . . .
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