Released Birds Fly Back
Writing poetry
is like a Chinese artist
painting satyrs.
The light strokes trying to capture
the double burden
of a half-goat that aspires
to become an angel.
Gray against darker gray,
the ugly creature
puts a left shoe on the right hoof.
The artist illuminates
him by lanterns and a string
of lights, but she is a nymph
at the water's edge
luring him in. Art
shouldn't be safe.
Priscilla Lee
Mr. Tumnus
The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe