Floridian Portrait #2

from Songs from the Equator, Part 2 by Evan Zegiel

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lyrics

There is no winter here. The summer is eternal.
If one listens carefully, one can hear
the subtle wingbeats of the birds overhead.

Those black birds ― numerous
and nameless ― stalk the skies
that are so serenely spotted
with sculpted, billowing clouds.

One tends to wonder, during the eternal summers,
why the birds don’t get trapped in clouds. As
a child, one asks these sorts of questions. As
a poet, one returns to hem.

There is no winter here.

No gentle snowfalls blanket the landscape with silence.
Christmas feels no different than the Fourth
of July, some years. The summer is eternal. The birds
continue to swoop and dive through landscapes
that are sculpted by faceless men.
They sometimes forsake the company of the clouds
for the canopy of castles. The men are numerous
and nameless, and they shape the world
around the passerby. One wonders
why the hedges don’t simply rebel
against their abusers. As
a poet, one asks such questions. One notices
that the roadsides collect dust and grime
over days of rainfall, but are only pressure-cleaned
every few months. One wonders
how the roads feel about being so filthy. One wonders
if the pressure-cleaners hurt. One wonders
how the roads endure ― driven over and stomped on
and bombarded with water that they never asked for. As
a child, or a poet, one asks such questions.

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from Songs from the Equator, Part 2, released May 12, 2020
Music and Lyrics by Evan Zegiel, Copyright 2020.

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Evan Zegiel Michigan

Evan Zegiel is from Boca Raton, Florida. He plays and teaches music for a living. When he isn’t blowing air into a tube or composing music, he writes poems and drinks coffee.