February In Scotland Poem by June Walker
February In Scotland
Jagged peaks of flour
in the distance,
a harshly bright
winter sun
casting long shadows
from Narnian trees.
A moorhen,
flushed out of canal reeds,
speeds across surface of water-
Jesus Christ lizard.
My squeaking shoes,
ingratiating cygnets,
begging for parental attention.
This strange insistence
makes me laugh,
transforming Narnia
into the Sound of Music,
and I sing.
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4/16/2024 5:50:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
clever line about the jesus christ lizard! great poem! -RQ-