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duck placed under a bucket: (1 Viewer)

dannyboy

Friends of WF
Darkness, the slice of a knife
bewildered mind, distant honks
feel the ground underfoot
and metallic dink dink of bill
against nonperishable tin
ponder flight as wings ache
disuse is the hardest excuse
exudes a laziness, no ears
care for stories of imprisonment.

My hard-earned is on certain facts –
two bets;
duck will settle, regain the sense
of being in the egg, wait
until the bucket is lifted
then with a honk and waddle
will hurry off to join the others
and that it is female
in carrying life they must fight
to avoid the buckets placed to curtail.

Absence creates more buckets
than there are ducks in the universe.
 

jenthepen

Staff member
Mentor
For me, this reads like a poem about the effects of a coronavirus lockdown. If it isn't, forgive my present obssession with the pandemic :stupid: If it is, then it works for me - especially the warning at the end. Either way, a more cryptic title would add a new perspective for the reader.
 

dannyboy

Friends of WF
Hi Jen, thanks for the feedback, it is about all sorts of lockdowns/imprisonments and restrictions, I'll think about the
title.
 

happy-hippie

Senior Member
Darkness, the slice of a knife
bewildered mind, distant honks
feel the ground underfoot
and metallic dink dink of bill
against nonperishable tin
ponder flight as wings ache
disuse is the hardest excuse
exudes a laziness, no ears
care for stories of imprisonment.

My hard-earned is on certain facts –
two bets;
duck will settle, regain the sense
of being in the egg, wait
until the bucket is lifted
then with a honk and waddle
will hurry off to join the others
and that it is female
in carrying life they must fight
to avoid the buckets placed to curtail.

Absence creates more buckets
than there are ducks in the universe.
I'll tell you what I thought before I read your explanation.

I felt a lot of empathy the duck. I read it as though the bucket represented being trapped by something "unnatural"(like who puts a bucket over a duck). I guess we all have limitations we are born with, but this read more like man-made limitations-limitations created by humans. The last 4 lines in Stanza 1 is what made me feel for the duck...it wants to use its wings but it can't and people will judge it for being lazy.

The second Stanza was like doing the best with what you have until you can do better, and then trying to avoid getting trapped again.

The last stanza made me think about absentee fathers...(yeah, I know).
 
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