- A poem by Diane Tehrani
Love is as Blue as the Feathers of Honesty inspired by “Where is the Friend’s House?” of Sohrab Sepehri
The plumage that protects and propels --
two-three times the weight of skeletally hollow
air-sack like bones of a bird -- drives honesty.
The true blue exterior vaned plumes of philia
insulate from water and cold temperatures.
It is a friend bond freely chosen
of common values, interests, and activities --
the happiest and most fully human for ancient peoples,
the crown of life and school of virtue.
The underneath vaned outer feathers
cushioning baby blue soft fluffy down storge
trap air and insulate thermally.
The empathy bond through familiarity of family
members consists of relating in familiar ways as mother to child.
Nine-tenths of solid lasting human happiness
comes to be expected irrespective of behavior and natural consequences,
often tempered by the fractured love of siblings,
basking in love of spouse, and preoccupations of aging.
The flight feathers of wing,
of sky blue agape
stiffen to work against air,
the absolute magnificent force
driving forward and upward
of unrelenting and unconditional
charity in spite of circumstance.
The flight feathers of tail in downstroke
of steely blue eros
yield in other directions
of being in love,
not raw sexuality
but wanting a particular partner
vs. wanting a partner.
Love is as blue as the feathers of honesty.