Sunday, 19 September 2010
Gil-Harpy eagle and Will's poem
So i have written a poem. it is about the moment when we saw the harpie eagle (when we had gone to the lookout point in the rainforest). The poem is meant to be a bit funny.
The way it is set out is that you have seen the harpie eagle and are describing it to us - so most of the poem is your voice. We are struggling to see it (our words are in italics) and so keep asking you stupid questions.
Here it is:
Stop. And for a moment let
Your busy mind forget
All other thoughts.
For up there is a harpie eagle.
Don’t blink. But stare with watering eyes
This noble hunter of the skies
Sat atop the highest tree
Untouched, untroubled, silent, free.
Where is it exactly?
Shining in your regal dress
Charcoal wings on ivory breast
Your scimitar beak… which one? The one with creepers?
Oh Artemis in your all your prime
You could conceive a bird so fine
Such wonder…. the brown thing on the big branch?
What rapture. What bliss.
Such perfection in creation’s myth
Will,move! Your giant head is in the way
And with one sudden whiplash crack
Your wings unfurl behind your back
Are you sure it’s not a buzzard?
And quiet as a starlit night
You leave your perch and into flight
The silence of this poetry
Arrests my breath…. are you OK? Tim, he’s choking.
Your silhouette will stain my mind
A precious memory left behind.
Oh Fate, you gift me such a treat
that two paths would deign to meet.
Oooh, I think it’s gone. Where did it go? Did you see it Lynn? Gil?
Posted by Gil Serique: Culture, Windsurf & Wildlife In the Amazon at 11:40