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bird’s eye view
Pigeons have no idea wings meana point of view to be desired.They fly to get from here to therewithout thinking what the means implyfor vision. They fly to imaginea color world of fours divided bythree, wonder if being bound to … Continue reading
flag
after rain, brightred song fliesover morning. this this this is mine,cardinal sings,jus’ jus’ just sayin’ – so I will not betempted, passingthrough, here, now, to think, for a moment, otherwise
a murder of old friends
From this side, dry, withoutbenefit of steady rain,it is hard to know if two crows flyingfrom one gabled roofto another are more or less thana murder of old friendsundaunted by gray skies and mid-April’s touchof winter not yetwilling to let … Continue reading
call and response
For the time being, Spring hasstopped, cold, in thisApril moment. Two cardinals singcall and response in twotrees before sunrise. You can hear her warming her handsby the fire of theirscarlet voices, enticing herto stay.
what has been
East of Hannibaland Lyle Lovett is going onabout penguins when I spot a Cooper’s Hawkperched on six feet of what has been drifting since beforethe blizzard began last week. I could havelost control watching, but you can’t losewhat you never … Continue reading
on the river, January
an old gull makes the most of winterby walking on water as far asit will carry him frozen he believes he knows how far the ice goesand he will go no farther without flying he eyes living water the waya … Continue reading
ten years on, a sign
A thousand birds fall out of Arkansas sky-BBC News, 2 January 2011 you don’t need Calchasto tell you a thousand blackbirdsdropping from the sky in Arkansasis bad news and it just makes matters worsewhen some talking head saysthey might have … Continue reading
someone’s son
rage, goddess, singthe rage of someone’s sonwho thinks himself a lord of men, a lord of far-flung kingdomswho rages reasons to makea feast of them, for seers who dance the circledance of carrion birds whoknow there is no reason but … Continue reading
what is not yet
the onlyes power is no power… Riddley Walker November asters sway in gentle breezelike princes of a church hopingsome spirit will descendon fingers caressingwhat is not yet there. They could learn from drab-dressed sparrowsperched close to heaven who have beenspeaking in … Continue reading
birds of a feather
A gaggle of gulls settleson a grassy expansewith six Canada Geese,a dozen pigeons, more sparrowsthan I can count at a glance, threerodents that may or may not besquirrels, and an old womanwith a bag of stale breadan hour before sunrise,when … Continue reading