Friday, January 8, 2010

Poetry Friday: Love Comes Hungry

Sometimes, all it takes is one stunning opening line to grab me...

Love Song
by Carol Muske-Dukes

Love comes hungry to anyone’s hand.
I found the newborn sparrow next to
the tumbled nest on the grass. Bravely

opening its beak. Cats circled, squirrels.
I tried to set the nest right but the wild
birds had fled. The knot of pin feathers

sat in my hand and spoke. Just because
I’ve raised it by touch, doesn’t mean it
follows. All day it pecks at the tin image of

the rest is here---along with fabulous daily poetry---at Poetry 180

Poetry Friday is hosted by Tricia at The Miss Rumphius Effect.


  1. Wow, just That's profoundly sad. And beautiful. And, yeah, one doozy of an opening line.

  2. Ditto the Wow.

    She brought that little sparrow to life for me, too!

  3. Lovely with a sad yearning all rolled into one. Sigh.

  4. Just because she's raised it, doesn't mean it follows.

    That smacks you in the head, doesn't it? Lovely poem.

  5. Oh, Delish. And the closing line, in my mind, lives up to the opening line completely...

  6. The last line just grabbed me. Haven't we all experienced that moment at some time in our life?


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