Inspiration I

    by Dick Bakken

It comes out of the night
singing, like ten thousand wings
flashing. I fly with my face
in it, swimming through words.




Inspiration II

It has come.
A springing of tigers.
New poems rushing.
Sudden insight.
I refuse to tell of it.
I must go.




Revelation

It is coming.
A great unfolding of doors.
Eagles stirring within.