strike

Strike

Sudden blow     bundle of muscles and feathers

A swift  punch                   a severe and  unexpected calamity

How I wish to collide violently with myself

The shock of the strike                  the assault or unexpected injury

Impact with vehement feeling or expression

Shoved in my mouth

When an electric current passes through all or part of the body

a talon in the chest wall                 stammering heartbeat

to create strong internal stress

A claw in the heart          limp corpse in the hand

And what is myself without wings

A means or instrument of flight, travel, or progress

Will you collide violently with me

Will you inflict a harmful and obsessive influence on the mind

Shove my blood into your mouth

A bundle              unwrapped and uninvited

The shock            jar          impact                 

Collapse

Strong blow to the sense of decency

And I want to root for the Beast

For it must live by plunder

Taken by robbery, theft, or fraud

It knows no other way                   seized and devoured

 

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About this poem

This morning I heard a bird hit the window. I looked for it and saw this hawk tangled with its prey in the deer netting strung around my garden. My camera was upstairs in the loft. I got two quick shots, then ran downstairs to get closer. When it heard me on the deck it had recovered, was resting, and then alarmed by me it flew away into the pines with its prey. I can’t tell if it took a quail or jay until I snow shoe to the scene and look for feathers. A jay and a pair of nuthatches in the pine were telling me all about the excitement.

I opened my e-mail and read the Poem a Day sent from Poets.org. Today’s poem is a new format for me, it introduced me to invoking and intervening using dictionary definitions in the text. Definitions are set off in italics. The inspriration came to me from here.

The predator and the daily poem, they just seemed to belong together and so inspired me to create this composition.

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Look below the branch this nuthatch is on and left of the trunk. It’s mate is peeking out.
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9 thoughts on “strike”

  1. Great poem! And photos! We often have a Cooper’s hawk visiting our yard. I watched him once catch and fly off with a northern flicker. They. Are so quick and agile. Seeing the flicker get captured though made me sad, but I know that’s how nature works. Your snowy yard looks beautiful! ☃

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    1. Thank you. Working in marine science and Olympic National Park taught me respect and empathy for predators and the food chain. I don’t like to see the victim get killed but an EMT taught me that some times it’s a bad day for the victim and we can’t do anything about that. Living in the wild, it’s hard to get food, and the same with “civilization”.

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    1. Thanks, Dune Mouse. This was my first approach to this style. I hadn’t heard of it until I read about it and the example in my Poem-a-Day message. I like the method, likely to use it again. Using the dictionary this way was invigorating.

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