'autumn vibrates between nows like a crazy musical instrument' Yang Lian, Poem 5, Chapter 1, Concentric Circles
A bird of two songs is the robin,
this song the one of ice and frost
the sole sign of life
in a bare December hedgerow.
But today is still August
and as I trim our hedge
the brambles not yet even ripe
the robin's crazy mis-timed song
is the saddest music in the world.
for Read Write Poem
Yang Lian's collection Concentric Circles is a magical book of collage poetry containing vivid, memorable images in poems that shift meaning with each reading. I'll write a review of it here soon.