Birdcage in the Forbidden City

(Guest post by Paul F. Lenzi from



deep within a Ming palace

sprawling six hundred years

upon secret imperial grounds

behind blood-red façade

beneath yellow glazed tiles

and mythic menagerie eaves

amid rampant dragons

stalking capital pinnacles

of mighty wood columns

hangs a vast multi-tiered

human-family-sized cage

slender members of bonework

traced with intricate filigree

delicate latticework

woven splinters and splines

of ivories and jades

once home to bright plumage

exotic and sacred and captive

rare birds unaware

they were lodging in paradise




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Paul F. Lenzi

Retired insurance company executive. New Jersey born and bred, now enjoying the lush mountains and blissful tranquility of quaint New Hampshire. There is no theme to this blog. My poetry is eclectic. My polemics are judgmental. My prose is thoughtful. All of my writing is unschooled but emphatically heartfelt. Some of it is for fun and allows me to play with and experiment with words and ideas. Some of it vents my emotion and is therein therapeutic. All of it has the quality of subjective truth and conveys who and what I am in my depths.

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