ANTIPHON for GENOCIDE in GAZA & the SPIRIT THRUSH, music & poetry, side by side…

IMAGE: GARDEN OF 1000 Buddhas, Jocko Valley, Arlee, Montana, USA. ANTIPON, from the Ancient Greek… Let your life shine Have no grief at all Life exists but a brief while And Time will have his due (from the oldest noated music we have in World Culture….) SPIRIT THRUSH:--a long-line sonnet Poor Francis made two great mistakes: after stripping naked In the open air of the public square, liberating himself from Patriarcal dominion, he then sought false refuge under The corrupt Cardinal's cloak; Then there was this mistaken Sermon to the birds. Poverty is simplicity is wealth, yes, Is listening. But witness the Spirit Thrush. Unlike the So boastful Robin, we never see him, still, we are enchanted By his space: dark evergreen, cold, clear-flowing water. Nothing in excess, his music floats like a morning mist Over an alpine lake. When song is mostly silence, we guess That angels are near. But with two tones in perfect mistuned Unison, we can be sure of the divine. Poor Francis was right. Yes, The world is our family: brother Sun, sister Moon. But this sound From another space:—far beyond the line we draw around Time. [This poem is named for, and dedicated to the Naked Poetry artist among avian maestros, the Varied Thrush (Ixoreus naevius). I call them "Spirit Thrushes" for the etherial quality of their music, made all the more so by the fact that they are rarely seen.] WATCH: Varied thrush (Ixoreus naevius) song http://bit.ly/ZrzCh8 They sing two slightly 'mistuned' unisons. A kind of frequency modulation