02-28-2026, 10:40 PM
(02-28-2026, 09:43 PM)wasellajam Wrote: Came across this in practice threads as an example, love it for it's in the moment.The Duffy one is brilliant and it's been my life's dream to make it to the poems that you love thread so it's a double win for me!!!
Terza Rima SW19
Over this Common a kestrel treads air
till the earth says mouse or vole. Far below
two lovers walking by the pond seem unaware.
She feeds the ducks. He wants her, tells her so
as she half-smiles and stands slightly apart.
He loves me, loves me not with each deft throw.
It could last a year, she thinks, possibly two
and then crumble like stale bread. The kestrel flies
across the sun as he swears his love is true
and, darling, forever. Suddenly the earth cries
Now and death drops from above like a stone.
A couple turn and see a strange bird rise.
Into the sky the kestrel climbs alone
and later she might write or he might phone.
Carol Ann Duffy
From the same thread:
Children of the Ark
We rumble toward the shore like ocean thunder -
first, a pair, then two by two by two.
Some come from towered skies, some come from under
city streets. Like tourists passing through
we don’t look up or pause, the sky is spanned
with gray, it twists into a churning screw.
We're strangers yet we stretch from hand to hand -
and shuffle, soaked and blind from rain. Ahead
just where the road gives way to banks of sand
are cars, abandoned, tail lights blinking red.
A taxi cab’s exhaust plumes spectre-free,
just like a stallion’s ghost then joins the dead.
Now thousands press on thousands press on me;
we all dissolve, as clay into the sea.
-milo

