Sonnet for blackbird

Originally published in Conscious, the zine, 2018.

She furled her wings in gravity's embrace
And watched the blue horizons meld - no line
Between the sky and sea, one world erased
As water covers blackbird in its brine.
Surrounded by aquatic life she longs
To be a fish, because it's all she sees.
Forgetting flight, and wingbeats' subtle song,
She rides the surface, banned from swimming deeps.
Nor fish nor fowl, she struggles to relate 
To either them, or self, or life: a ghost.
She cannot see potential lost but hates
Her muted voice and salt-caked feathers most.
Facades decay and warp as they suppress;
The strongest parts will always manifest.
-Elena Nola

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Elena Nola

Elena Nola is an integration mentor, poet, and shaman-in-training. She has a B.A. in English from the University of Texas at Austin and has been discussing books, movies, and fandom online since 2009. Her poetry can be found at elenanola.com and for coaching/mentoring inquiries please visit thepatternbreaker.com.

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