Poetry
Whippoorwill
Matthew Mumber, M.D
Whippoorwill, why do you cry
before the sun bestows the sky?
Do you search for a mate?
Perhaps that’s why you’re up so late?
Do you tip your beak and bow
and in the spring one wish allow?
Continuous, without a breath,
are you an omen of some death?
I sit here, first dawn and night
and listen in with pure delight.
About the Author 
Matthew is a practicing radiation oncologist and his poetry stems from lectio divina meditation and spiritual practice. He has facilitated groups and retreats focused on transformation and healing for over twenty years. He has published two books of poems: In the Awakening Season and The Attending and the health practice book: Sustainable Wellness.
