Nobile, Tiana. “"/ˈmīɡrənt/" by Tiana Nobile.” Poetry Daily, 18 Apr. 2021, poems.com/poem/migrant/.
Of an animal, especially a bird.
A wandering species
whom no seas nor places limit.
A seed who survives despite
the depths of hard winter.
The ripple of a herring
steering her band from icy seas to warmer strands.
To find the usual watering-places despite
the gauze of death that shrouds our eyes
is a breathtaking feat.
Do you ever wonder why
we felt like happy birds brushing our feathers
on the tips of leaves?
How we lifted our toes
from one sandbank and landed – fingertips first –
on another?
Why we clutched the dumb and tiny creatures
of flower and blade and sod between our budding fists?
From an origin of buried seeds emerge
these many-banded dagger wings.
We, of the sky, the dirt, and the sea.
We,
the seven-league-booters and the little-by-littlers.
We, transmigrated souls, will prevail.
We will carry ourselves into the realms of light.
“/’MīGRaNT/” from CLEAVE: by Tiana Nobile.
Published by Hub City Press 2021.
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