February 2025 – Anne's mediocre poetry

The Morass

There was a photographer –I read about him –who went to the wetlandsto photograph a bird,a red winged blackbirdearly enough in the morningto catch the bird’s breath And of course this is wherehe came – the edge of theworld, land foundering inthe notion of ownershipas if anything wildcan actually be owned But it is hereContinue reading “The Morass”

Christmas in Ecuador

Darwin thought he was uglyAmblyrhynchus cristatus*this agile swimmerwith a diet of algaebut oh how they light upnear each otherlike a tree in glorywith a star on topmating brings out thejewels they trulyare in this place wherethe two legged beastHomo sapiens thatbreeder of malevolencehas barely tried to live Seems water might benecessary after all –not optionalContinue reading “Christmas in Ecuador”

Cardinal rules

Listen closely andyou can hear himchip he goes chipchip a hard Cand then anothershe respondschip – chipcall and responsekeeps them safefrom sharp shinnedand Cooper’slisten closelythat is what it takesthe mewl of a catbirdquack of a mallarddifferent from awigeon almostwhistlingand the eagle’s sharphigh pitched screech. It is easy to getlost in the noisewhen verbosityinundates youhurts yourContinue reading “Cardinal rules”