One Summer
One Summer
We spoke in sparrow
and chickadee,
too-whit chirree,
praising in the tongue of crumbs
the God of small things.
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Drafty poem for the wonderful Kerry O’Connor’s mini poetry challenge on Real Toads. I say drafty because I worry that the phrase of the ‘God of small things’ snitches the title of a wonderful novel by Arundhati Roy. I am hoping that it is something of generic description, but not sure that’s accurate. No copyright infringement intended. Drawing is mine.
Ps- I have changed the title since first posting.
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ManicDDaily 
July 30, 2016 at 10:15 pm
Chikadee sounds like a lovely language. nice musings
July 31, 2016 at 2:51 am
Delightful!
July 31, 2016 at 7:33 am
The smallest language suits the largest topics, and the lens through which they come to us is infinite. Lovely and very skillful to say so much with so few words, in any language.
July 31, 2016 at 8:09 am
The sparrow has its own symbolism religeously,
as do the small birds who do not worry
as they are provided for. There is a simple humility
in your verse to me.
July 31, 2016 at 8:11 am
This is a language I would like to learn.
July 31, 2016 at 2:51 pm
this is a perfect little prayer
July 31, 2016 at 5:05 pm
How lovely!
July 31, 2016 at 6:06 pm
I am d y i n g over the ending:
“praising in the tongue of crumbs
the God of small things”
We’re probably not on the same page regarding your meaning, but what I’m picturing is a pretty nice jab at an ex-boyfriend. 😉
July 31, 2016 at 9:37 pm
Oh! I do love this! Birds praises are some of the most wonderful sounds in nature. Your ending two lines here-exquisite. Thanks for sharing!
August 1, 2016 at 5:25 am
Perfect to scale. Who says the thought of the heart must shout?
August 1, 2016 at 8:30 am
speaking in tongues of thanks – and to you for this charming snatch of summer
August 1, 2016 at 9:42 am
Love the sounds, the tale of closeness withing the birdsong, what it says about language and sharing.
August 1, 2016 at 12:47 pm
LOVE the bird language, the reference to Roy’s wonderful work, and the perfection of the poem itself.