Here the Moon-Birds will sacrifice to you, our readers, a weekly poem which has caught our eye(s)—poems which invoke, in whatever way, witchy-ness, spooky-ness, the sacred feminine, the mysterious, or the otherworldly.
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We have a guest post this week, from the luminous, numinous Moon-Bird @elizabethhermione. She has the following to say about Ada Limón’s “State Bird” (published in The New Yorker, 2 June 2014):
“Confession: This is one of my all-time favorite poems, and not just because we at Moon-Birds have a love of all things bird-related. This poem can be found in Ada Limón’s fourth collection, BRIGHT DEAD THINGS, which details her move from New York City to rural Kentucky. Following the form of a sonnet (14 lines, 10 syllables per line), Limón introduces us to her new life in rural Kentucky, but ultimately ends the piece as a love poem. I am always amazed by the immediacy and vividness of her language, and I will forever be haunted by the image of metal safe doors “like the mouth of a strange beast yawning / to suck us in, each night, like air.”
Limón’s superlative–and award-wining–collections can be purchased at IndieBound or Amazon.
Wickedly Yours,
Baba Yaga
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