You painted novel ways to look at feathers
as you and me through blackbirds are together.
where shadows moving can be birds or dreams
If hope is feathers, blackbirds too it seems
are visions broken into parts to stories
Each new perspective grows in plumage glory
where every feathered wing another mirror
through which my world glows brighter, clearer.
Two birds by Wassily Kandinsky
Kim asks us to write heroic couplets for a poet or a poem today at toads. Mine is to Wallace Steven’s “Thirteen ways to look at blackbirds” with a small reference to Emily Dickenson. I will also link up to Poetry Pantry tomorrow.
March 24, 2018
Björn Rudbergs writings 
I looked at the original poem again and it reminds me of the poems you wrote a while back, Bjorn. I love ‘as you and me through blackbirds are together’, which brings the poems closer; the lines:.
‘If hope is feathers, blackbirds too it seams.
are visions broken into parts to stories’;
and the enjambment.
Ah, I cannot be sure that I understand everything of this poem, Bjorn…but I like the idea of the world glowing brighter and clearer. We must keep those dreams and hope!
Yeah!!! I knew it was about Wallace Stevens from Line 1.
Nice response to the prompt Björn
Much🌼love
I like this so much. That even blackbirds have hope and dreams.
With each feathered wing a mirror. ..these black bird feathers will former a beautiful mosaic. Beautiful.
If hope is feathers, blackbirds too it seams
are visions broken into parts… gorgeous!
Such an elegant tribute Bjorn! I love “If hope is feathers, blackbirds too it seams are visions broken into parts to stories.”💖
I too adore the motif of blackbirds.. your poem went straight to my heart.
So fluid… I love how we sort of slide from line to line without ever losing our step, how each stanza offers a whole part of the image and the whole thing is clearest when it’s finished. Like a song…
A plural eye for the shady perspective which, surprisingly, is “brighter, clearer” — yes!
I especially love the line about the shadows moving, and also the sneaking in of Emily D’s feathers.
This is my new favorite of all of your poems, Bjorn! I love the allusion to Emily Dickinson, the awareness of other poets and even nursery rhymes. And as a love poem, it’s totally compelling. Thank you! (seams? seems?)
Thank you Susan, and yes a spelling error… now corrected
i think this is a very apt metaphor, in this age, of how we look at things. 🙂
Fabulous right to the end!!
I love poems with birds in them, your couplets are wonderful, and a love story with blackbirds in it makes me happy.
I like your thoughts in these words. By association, and structure, everything is part of the beautiful dream.
What a joy to see the black birds at play. This makes me happy.
This piece of poetry makes me think of shape shifters…………….
where shadows moving can be birds or dreams
If hope is feathers. Loved this poem.
Happy Sunday Björn. Thanks for dropping by my Sunday Standard today
Much😇love
“Each new perspective …where every feathered wing …glows brighter, clearer”
It is all so fluid, loved it !
Another great piece.
It has childlike tone on the first read. But every succeeding reads, it ages (in a good way). Becoming whole from being a part of whole.
Lovely! We must keep hope alive.
I sometimes wonder about the blackbirds, They are dark and mysterious and I think you captured that in your poem.
An awesome title on a piece that is loaded with wonderful imagery and nuance. Perspective, it seems to me, seldom gets much credit for all the influence it weilds.
oops – typo – ‘wields’.
Mysterious, flutter and shadows.
‘If hope is feathers’ birds have surpassed us. Lovely poem, Bjorn.
kaykuala
where every feathered wing another mirror
through which my world glows brighter, clearer
A positive attitude Bjorn, in appraising and appreciating what nature can bestow on us. Non-poets miss all these!
Hank
great voice.
Artists and poets can have similar affects on their viewers and readers. Nice, Bjorn.
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“Each new perspective grows in plumage glory” by far… my favorite line I think I personally relate to needing to see things that were once ‘the ordinary’ in new perspectives. Well done.
I really like the imagery of blackbird feathers as a mirror in which we can see many things in a new way, ourselves included.