And Here I Am Again
Tiny feather from the head of a Whooping Crane. (Grus americana). Part of the captive flock at Patuxent Wildlife Research Center.
USGS Native Bee Inventory and Monitoring Laboratory from Beltsville, USA
The intellectual measures
the arc between meter and rhythm
between metaphor and imagery.
Each word slotted carefully before grouting.
Each word tossed into a spinning wheeled thesaurus
to extricate its precise meaning.
Each word marked by relative rarity amongst it brethren,
a jury/a peerage of one,
cleaving to itself in mighty accord.
Scalpel-like, it clears away
detritus by filleting the core from the extraneous,
for the sake of the mental equivalent
of a headboard knot dance,
It is now alone.
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2013
Posted for Poets United