Kingfisher
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Whose
is
the
hand
that
I
will
hold?
Whose
is
the
face
I
will
see?
Whose
is
the
name
that
I
will
call
When
I
am
called
to
meet
thee?
In
this
life
who
did
you
love
Beneath
the
drifting
ashes?
Beneath
the
sheeting
banks
of
air
That
barrenly
bore
our
rations?
When
I
could
speak
it
was
too
late
Didn't
you
hear
me
calling?
Didn't
you
see
my
heart
leap
like
A
pup
in
the
constant
barley?
In
this
new
life
where
did
you
crouch
When
the
sky
had
set
to
boiling?
Burnin'
within;
seen
from
without
And
your
gut
was
a
serpent
coiling
And
for
the
sake
of
that
pit
o'
snakes
For
whom
did
you
allay
your
shyness?
And
spend
all
your
mercy
and
madness
and
grace
In
a
day
beneath
the
bending
cypress?
It
was
not
on
principle
Show,
pro-heart,
that
you
have
got
gall
A
miracle!
I
can
bear
a
lot
but
not
that
pall
I
can
bear
a
lot
but
not
that
pall
Kingfisher,
sound
the
alarm
Say,
"sweet
little
darlin',
now,
come
to
my
arms
Tell
me
all
about
the
love
you
left
on
the
farm"
He
was
a
kind,
unhurried
man
With
a
heavy
lip
and
a
steady
hand
But
he
loved
me
just
like
a
little
child,
A
little
child
loves
a
little
lamb
Thrown
to
the
ground
by
something
down
there
Bitten
by
the
bad
air
while
the
clouds
tick
Trying
to
read
all
the
signs
Preparing
for
when
the
bombs
hit
Hung
from
the
underbelly
of
the
earth
While
the
stars
skid
away
below
Gormless
and
brakeless,
gravel-loose
Falling
silent
as
gavels
in
the
snow
I
lay
back
and
spit
in
my
chaw
Wrapped
in
the
long
arm
of
the
law
Who
has
seen
it
all
I
can
bear
a
lot
but
not
that
pall
I
can
bear
a
lot
but
not
that
pall
Kingfisher,
cast
your
fly
O
lord,
it
happens
without
even
tryin'
When
I
sling
a
low
look
from
my
shuttering
eye
Blows
rain
upon
the
one
you
loved
And
though
you
were
only
sparring
There's
blood
on
the
eye,
unlace
the
glove
Say,
honey,
I
am
not
sorry
Stand
here
and
name
the
one
you
loved
Beneath
the
drifting
ashes
And
in
naming,
rise
above
time
As
it,
flashing,
passes
We
came
by
the
boatload
And
were
immobilised
Worshiping
volcanoes
Charting
the
loping
skies
The
tides
of
the
earth
left
Us
bound
and
calcified
and
made
as
Obstinate
as
obsidian
Unmoving,
save
our
eyes
Just
mooning
and
blinking
From
faces
marked
with
coal
Ash
cooling
and
shrinking
Cracks
loud
as
thunder
rollin',
I
swear
I
know
you;
you
know
me
Where
have
we
met
before,
tell
me
true?
To
whose
authority
Do
you
consign
your
soul?
I
had
a
dream
you
came
to
me
Sayin',
you
shall
not
do
me
harm
anymore
And
with
your
knife
you
evicted
my
life
From
its
little
lighthouse
on
the
seashore
And
I
saw
that
my
blood
had
no
bounds
Spreading
in
a
circle
like
an
atom
bomb
Soaking
and
felling
everything
in
it's
path
And
welling
in
my
heart
like
a
birdbath
It
is
too
short,
the
day
we
are
born
We
commence
with
our
dying
Trying
to
serve
with
the
heart
of
a
child
Kingfisher
lie
with
the
lion
Autor: Joanna Newsom
Autor tekstu: Brak
Autor muzyki: Brak