I.
Among twenty snowy mountains, Β
The only moving thing Β
Was the eye of the blackbird. Β
II.
I was of three minds, Β
Like a tree Β
In which there are three blackbirds. Β
III.
The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds. Β
It was a small part of the pantomime. Β
IV.
A man and a woman Β
Are one. Β
A man and a woman and a blackbird Β
Are one. Β
V.
I do not know which to prefer, Β
The beauty of inflections Β
Or the beauty of innuendoes, Β
The blackbird whistling Β
Or just after. Β
VI.
Icicles filled the long window Β
With barbaric glass. Β
The shadow of the blackbird Β
Crossed it, to and fro. Β
The mood Β
Traced in the shadow Β
An indecipherable cause. Β
VII.
O thin men of Haddam, Β
Why do you imagine golden birds? Β
Do you not see how the blackbird Β
Walks around the feet Β
Of the women about you? Β
VIII.
I know noble accents Β
And lucid, inescapable rhythms; Β
But I know, too, Β
That the blackbird is involved Β
In what I know. Β
IX.
When the blackbird flew out of sight, Β
It marked the edge Β
Of one of many circles. Β
X.
At the sight of blackbirds Β
Flying in a green light, Β
Even the bawds of euphony Β
Would cry out sharply. Β
XI.
He rode over Connecticut Β
In a glass coach. Β
Once, a fear pierced him, Β
In that he mistook Β
The shadow of his equipage Β
For blackbirds. Β
XII.
The river is moving. Β
The blackbird must be flying. Β
XIII.
It was evening all afternoon. Β
It was snowing Β
And it was going to snow. Β
The blackbird sat Β
In the cedar-limbs.
