the owl is risen

night-flight

 

 

 

 

 

the owl is rising,
he wings his way onward

he came for a season,
he stayed us the day.

he landed the chenier,
he fished deep the bayou

he rises the prairie,
allons us away.

_____

(owl triptych 3 – composed to the tune of “The Bard Of Armagh”)

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