R. L. Farr

Oh, Child, You are Bird

Are wing      are flight

& lift

You are shell & empty egg

When the fledgling leaves
When the nestling has caught
               the hawk’s eye

               Is talon & soar

Is grasping clutch

If you miss each night’s sky
Your sheltering home

Now boy
Now son

You are nest & twig
Down & feather

You are seduced by skies I cannot bear
               to know

Now beak & claw
 

R.L. Farr divides time between binding books, volunteering for the local arts council, editing an online poetry journal, and tending to personal poetry projects. (website)