Perched in the ash, topmost twig,
the oriole, orange as a sweat-drop fallen
from the sun, entices his giant twin, blazing
on the horizon, with hymns of praise.
His cooler cousin, the meadowlark,
bides low in the fence-row brush, saves
his yellow praise for the fully risen star.
Oriole, sun, and meadowlark
from whom all blessings flow:
what is this human urge
to slaughter deity?
Who will summon the day
when these small gods are gone?
Sherry Chandler’s first full-length poetry collection, Weaving a New Eden, was released by Wind Publications in March 2011. She’s had professional development support from the Kentucky Arts Council and the Kentucky Foundation for Women and the editors of qarrtsiluni nominated her poem “Relics” for a Pushcart Prize. Her work is most recently published in Calyx, The William and Mary Review, and The Cortland Review. She blogs at SherryChandler.com and posts micropoetry as the Bluegrass Poet.