I

Stanza 1 image Among twenty snowy mountains,
The only moving thing
Was the eye of the blackbird.

II

Stanza 2 image I was of three minds,
Like a tree
In which there are three blackbirds.

III

Stanza 3 image The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds.
It was a small part of the pantomime.

IV

Stanza 4 image A man and a woman
Are one.
A man and a woman and a blackbird
Are one.

V

Stanza 5 image I do not know which to prefer,
The beauty of inflections
Or the beauty of innuendoes,
The blackbird whistling
Or just after.

VI

Stanza 6 image Icicles filled the long window
With barbaric glass.
The shadow of the blackbird
Crossed it, to and fro.
The mood
Traced in the shadow
An indecipherable cause.

VII

Stanza 7 image O thin men of Haddam,
Why do you imagine golden birds?
Do you not see how the blackbird
Walks around the feet
Of the women about you?

VIII

Stanza 8 image I know noble accents
And lucid, inescapable rhythms;
But I know, too,
That the blackbird is involved
In what I know.

IX

Stanza 9 image When the blackbird flew out of sight,
It marked the edge
Of one of many circles.

X

Stanza 10 image At the sight of blackbirds
Flying in a green light,
Even the bawds of euphony
Would cry out sharply.

XI

Stanza 11 image He rode over Connecticut
In a glass coach.
Once, a fear pierced him,
In that he mistook
The shadow of his equipage
For blackbirds.

XII

Stanza 12 image The river is moving.
The blackbird must be flying.
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XIII

Stanza 13 image

It was evening all afternoon.
It was snowing
And it was going to snow.
The blackbird sat
In the cedar-limbs.

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