Brecean, Brittany, 11 September 2021
They told me they found two owls,
two dead owls, and they supposed
the owls must have flown down
the chimney and the owls had no way
of knowing how to fly back up
the chimney into the night sky.
They died a desiccated death
and they told me if I’d seen the owls,
I would have cried. The owls were
barn owls, beautiful and the extraordinary
thing was the weight of the owls,
incredibly and unexpectedly light.
They put the owls in a bin bag
because owls are a protected species
and this is what the town hall said
must be done and to drop off the owls
at the town hall. I wanted to know
more about the owls and asked
if they died together but no
one owl died at one end of the loft
and the other owl not especially nearby.
Lisa Kelly’s first collection, A Map Towards Fluency, (Carcanet) was shortlisted for the Michael Murphy Memorial Poetry Prize 2021. She is co-editor of What Meets the Eye, (Arachne Press) an anthology of poetry and short fiction by UK D/deaf writers.
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Wonderful. Economical. Proper poetry.