Audubon's Flute
Audubon in the summer woods
by the afternoon river sips
his flute, his fingers swimming on
the silver as silver notes pour
by the afternoon river, sips
and fills the mosquito-note air
with silver as silver notes pour
two hundred miles from any wall.
And fills the mosquito-note air
as deer and herons pause, listen,
two hundred miles from any wall,
and sunset plays the stops of river.
As deer and herons pause, listen,
the silver pipe sings on his tongue
and sunset plays the stops of river,
his breath modeling a melody
the silver pipe sings on his tongue,
coloring the trees and canebrakes,
his breath modeling a melody
over calamus and brush country,
coloring the trees and canebrakes
to the horizon and beyond,
over calamus and brush country
where the whitest moon is rising
to the horizon and beyond
his flute, his fingers swimming on
where the whitest moon is rising.
Audubon in the summer woods.
by: Robert Morgan
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2 Comments
I did not understand can you help me Sage?
What do you think it means? something to consider is the title and repetition. I think he is referring to John James Audubon. He was a naturalist who was most famous for his paintings of birds. It was a form of conserving wild life for him. This poem might be about his involvement with nature itself. The love he poured into his work.
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