I Heard a New Bird Singing

(To Lilith Lorraine)

On the rim of chaos

my ear was cupped

to hear hoofbeats on a country road

but I heard a new bird singing.

Piercing as a naked scimitar

cleaving the housewife warblings of the wrens

came its new song.

Its tongued lightning,

its sundering bass,

deep with the thunder of the gods,

shook my Jerico-walls of apathy

until they crumbled--

Through my trembling skeleton

I saw the world.

I heard a new bird singing,

merging its song with the Eagle's scream

until in exultant crescendo

it mingled with the shriek of shattered patterns.