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The Bird with the Coppery Keen ClawsBy Wallace Stevens
read for Librivox.org by Alan Davis-Drake
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Author: Wallace Stevens
Source: Librivox recording of a public-domain text
Keywords: librivox; literature; poetry; Alan Davis Drake
Music: Digital Audio Empire, James Sotelo
Creative Commons license: Public Domain
The Bird With The Coppery, Keen Claws
Above the forest of the parakeets,
A parakeet of parakeets prevails,
A pip of life amid a mort of tails.
(The rudiments of tropics are around,
Aloe of ivory, pear of rusty rind.)
His lids are white because his eyes are blind.
He is not paradise of parakeets,
Of his gold ether, golden alguazil,
Except because he broods there and is still.
Panache upon panache, his tails deploy
Upward and outward, in green-vented forms,
His tip a drop of water full of storms.
But though the turbulent tinges undulate
As his pure intellect applies its laws,
He moves not on his coppery, keen claws.
He munches a dry shell while he exerts
His will,
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