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Communion
By Talisker
07 February 2007
Then providence produced a day
unequalled in its brilliance.
The eyes of man and beast,
disaccustomed by sombre Winter,
drew their fleshy blinds together,
to view the scene through woven lashes.

Others scurried for sunless corners,
where from the darkling cover,
they could inure their lazy lenses,
slowly, gradually absorbing the scene
of a perfect February morning.

A commotion of blue tits,
descended in tight formation.
Chirrup peep! Chirrup peep peep!
And the naked willow was clothed
with the sudden urgency of them.

I made the daily consecration
of bread, and seeds and cheese,
upon their wooden altar;
The wine had turned to stone,
I cracked its crystalline surface,
and communion was done.

Oli 07/02/07

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Written by Marybarry (237 comments posted) 7th February 2007
HI Talisker. 
Lovely piece. In this house it's carried out every morning, but I have the feeling our garden birds are fast becoming atheists. 
 
Tom my alzheimer friend feeds the poor things dog biscuits, crisps, cat food etc, and the holy is usually just that ; wine or beer or gin. He himself drank turps today and liked it. I keep checking, he is still alive!!!patricia
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Written by fellpony (1608 comments posted) 7th February 2007
the couple of lines about the blue tits: 
 
" the naked willow was clothed 
with the sudden urgency of them." 
 
I thought the second half more tightly knit than the first, but all of it was very enjoyable. 
 
We've had terrific bright weather here too (and about time).

Written by Fledermaus (3281 comments posted) 7th February 2007
Since I once commented ignorantly on a not-so-innocent piece of yours I'm careful to comment of your pieces where they involve words such as 'tits' and 'naked', even if they do not refer to humans :P 
 
But considering the other comments, I supose that I understood this one right, and if it's truely only about birds in a winter landscape, it's a very nice poem. 

Written by Bottleblondesurfer (3351 comments posted) 7th February 2007
I really connected with this one. I just love the sentiment it has a sort of pagan feel to it;turning feeding wild birds into religious service of sorts; and why not indeed? It makes a damn site more sense than what goes on in a church. It's so good to come across something like this in the forum, quietly understated,written to express rather than impress. One of your best. 
cheers 
J

Written by Phil (6713 comments posted) 7th February 2007
Enjoyed this very much. A simple celebration of nature - and a little more. 
 
This says as much about you as about what you write about. We see this through your eyes and experience your response. I enjoyed being Oli for a little while there. 
 
Last verse excellent. 
 
Phil. 
 

Written by Snodlander (501 comments posted) 9th February 2007
I enjoyed this too. I have to say, I prefered the last two verses. The communion with nature imagery was very good.

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