The Lilac Bush in August

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      By August
the lilac bush outside my window
has shed the last of its dry blossoms
So lovely at birth So loveless in old age
The green-lit space has now become
the studio of itinerant songbirds

      Afternoons
you can lie & listen to the rhythm
of their tiny flittering feet hopping
twig to twig in search of the right note
Then come their virtuoso vocalises
Leontyne Price doing her scales

      Chi-chuwee
the finches sing in cheerful glee
And when the piece’s done a wheet
Then off they’ll be into the pine tree
to finish touching up their make-up
in time for the auditions at dusk

“Art is the big yes. In art, you get a chance
to make something where there was nothing.” ~ Marvin Bell

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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2 Responses to The Lilac Bush in August

  1. Maureen says:

    sounds like it’s lovely in old age as well…

    Liked by 1 person

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