A Stable Place, a poem by Stephen Kingsnorth at Spillwords.com

A Stable Place

A Stable Place

written by: Stephen Kingsnorth

 

It may be music of the spheres,
the call of whales we need to hear,
that singing to which ears untuned,
as well as such when blackbird chants.

We note the tune when species speak,
the score as game is shared between,
the scale, communication scene,
or choir enjoined, a chorus line,
the orchestra all tuned to A,
setting the same, all in a chord.

The noise flows forth in harmony
when ears are used before the mouth,
as hear, to listen, is attuned,
that change of tone, we hope, new year,
without the sneer, the smear or jeer.

That minim if we are to share,
to stave off contrapuntal crash,
a stable place, the world more sound –
a Christmas with the missal, thrush,
while songbirds sing because they can,
like summits reached because they’re there,
imagined angels thronging sky.

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