Help Me Please Please?
Hide in the hollow trunk
of the willow tree,
its listening familiar,
until, as usual, they
cuckoo your name
across the fields.
You can hear them
draw the poles of stiles
as they approach
calling you out:
small mouth and ear
in a woody cleft,
lobe and larynx
of the mossy places.
Can someone help me identify the meaning of the poem..
please! i really do not understand it? if you can explain by lines that will be perfect