Where the Shadows Grow by S. Thomas Summers

Where the Shadows Grow

The cardinal,
red crest capping
its head as flame,

hops from branch
to branch,

through the thorns
with the confidence
of fire,

from the dark weave,
into the air

under the pine trees
where the shadows grow.

by S. Thomas Summers

Twitter: @summerspoet

Editor’s Note: Somehow, this poem manages to embody both a dread of terrible events, and the flame that keeps hope alive. Perhaps that is too much explication for an imagistic poem and a single bird, but current events always seem to inform my perception.


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