Poet Jeffery Beam
Poems

Mockingbird

Not that he intends
                                                        to be seen
No       not that
But instead
from the lonely cliff of his heart
an untame song becomes
a generous valve
                                          within the cherry branches

Whether the chipmunk
looks up
                            from her rocky grove
              or I
                            with bucket and sweet greed
                            pause
                                          in picking
                                                               the red globes

It doesn't matter

The song itself
The only
                            audience
The song

From The Fountain, 1992, North Carolina Wesleyan College Press.

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