Hummingbirds and A Poet
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Posted by Georgene A. Bramlage May 25, 2006 |
Within My Garden, Rides a Bird
- Within my Garden, rides a Bird
Upon a single Wheel --
Whose spokes a dizzy Music make
As 'twere a travelling Mill --
- He never stops, but slackens
Above the Ripest Rose --
Partakes without alighting
And praises as he goes,
- Till every spice is tasted --
And then his Fairy Gig
Reels in remoter atmospheres --
And I rejoin my Dog,
- And He and I, perplex us,
If positive, 'twere we --
Or bore the Garden in the Brain
This Curiosity --
- But He, the best Logician,
Refers my clumsy eye --
To just vibrating Blossoms!
An Exquisite Reply!
