Song of Symbols
It is a song of symbols,
Clocks and stars;
A string tied to a rock,
At the other end, a kite.
One small blue wildflower On this slow grassy hill,
A little like Noellen, I think.
Mike Stone
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It is a song of symbols,
Clocks and stars;
A string tied to a rock,
At the other end, a kite.
One small blue wildflower On this slow grassy hill,
A little like Noellen, I think.
Mike Stone's poem starts by announcing itself as a "song of symbols" and then hands us a handful of them: clocks, stars, a kite tied by a string to a rock. Each image pulls in two directions. Clocks suggest time passing, stars something vast and far off.
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