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      August 25, 2014StreamersMark Smith-Soto

      I caught this morning, mourning, sight
      of you who flew into sky
      you thought your own
       
      and caught the sun down
      to the marrow bones, tender embers
      scorched there, sputter-guttered there—
       
      let your blackened, blown feathers
      fan our rage, outrage us, and now, here,
      engage, oh, engage
       
      our careworn careless care—
      flame on, flame on you seared ones,
      dear ones, you,
       
      take us by the heart, make us see
      the light

      from Poets Respond

      Mark Smith-Soto

      “With all the sorrow in the news these days, you’d think the story of birds being ignited in flight by solar plants out in California would not particularly catch the eye. But maybe because I have long believed that harnessing solar energy is a very positive thing we can do for the environment, it did hit me hard, and made me angry that we can be so carelessly cruel in carrying out our good intentions. Hopkins’ “Windhover” then came to mind and inspired the poem.”

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