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Fancy of Flight
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Jennifer Walcott


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In springtime what I envy are the bees,
long to nuzzle fragrant beauty in trees.
In pinks and lilacs, yellows, pristine whites
I’d gladly languish drunk on my delight.
 
 
In summer what I envy are the wings
of sleek man’o war, blue herons, flying things.
With eagles, swallows, even crows I’d soar
‘bove the trees and the sadness here below;
leave earth and all its tumult for the glow
of sunsets glinting on crisp clouds before
sleep under the comfort of night dark sky
to dream of envying creatures that can fly.
 
 
But autumn and winter bring me no desires,
just the slow monotony of gazing into fires.
 
© by Jennifer Walcott.
Used with the author’s permission.
 
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Jennifer Walcott grew up in Jamaica and Canada but has lived in Toronto for many years, where she teaches English at Greenwood College School. Often writing in Jamaican Creole, her work has been published in several journals and in the anthology, Calling Cards: New Poetry from Canadian/Caribbean Women.


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LindaCrosfield:
How lovely to see a Jennifer poem here! A good poem at that, with all the rhyme and reason of the way we move through seasons.
Posted 05/29/2012 02:15 PM
wendy morton:
What a lovely sonnet,perfect in form, and grace.
Posted 05/29/2012 11:53 AM
peninsulapoet:
Beautiful poem.
Posted 05/29/2012 11:43 AM
KevinArnold:
Summer gets over half the lines, which fits with the poem's theme. Well done.
Posted 05/29/2012 07:54 AM
mjorlock:
Wonderful little sonnet! Full of passionate longing and very human resignation.
Posted 05/29/2012 06:50 AM


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