MICROPOETRY

The Dead Goose

Still beautiful

Photo by Ashlee Marie on Unsplash

“There is no such thing as an artist: there is only the world, lit or unlit as the light allows.” — Annie Dillard

I found a dead goose this morning
at the side of the lane
He appeared perfect and unharmed
as though he had simply fallen from the sky
I made a posy of ferns and ivy
laid it on his smooth feathered body
whispered an old prayer and sat with him a while
Silently I thanked him for his migratory hoots
which tell me every year that, despite it all,
something is still working as it should
in this corner of the world —
I wondered if perhaps a poem might come
as though it might just fall from the sky
and lay itself at my feet
as wild and sad and beautiful
as the dead goose

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