Desertion (verse)
Duggan, Eileen
T)esertion Owl, what is odd about the night? What is that thorny, sailing light? But the owl turned guarded eyes. Sparrow, what are you hiding from me, And what are you doing out of your...
...Back he came pent-lipped and sore, His old hoofs dragging more and more— "But I saw the Child," said Pan...
...Hare, what were you whispering...
...Snail, and I thought you were my friends...
...Eileen Duggan...
...But the snail shrank into its hut...
...Where are you looping, and on what ends...
...But the sparrow looked cold and wise...
...Tell your brother what news you bring...
...He followed the sparrow, the owl, the hare, But past the gap he did not dare, For an angel was its span...
...Sparrow, what are you hiding from me, And what are you doing out of your tree...
...But the hare flashed a frosty scut...
Vol. 12 • September 1930 • No. 21
