Vespers for the Old World Sparrow

By  Jim Zola

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In the high court of sparrows
I plead my wants, turn on
every light switch, gather twigs
build a nest of sorrow

in the high nest of wants
I build sparrows, gather light,
court twigs of sorrow
plead every switch to turn

in the twigged light of nests
I court the plea of sparrows,
build high my wants, my sorrow,
turn, gather the switch

to strike the sparrow, to empty
the high nest, to gather fallen twigs,
to touch the still feather,
to plead my guilt in the court of sorrow

– Jim Zola