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”
Category Archives: birds
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”
Woke
“When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time.” Maya Angelou Early morning thechickadee comes –darts to the feederpeanut – sunflower seed –he grabs and is gonewhen he comes laterinvariably a blue jayor a squirrelwill be sitting thereking of the castleor even a goldfinchholding forth –away oh chickadeethis food is mine EvenContinue reading “Woke”
Dipping
Not a chance here –in the land of themidnight sunI am going to find you –you of the black leggull-like presencebeat of your ownwings liftingm-shapedover and over The lust forfreedom iseverywhereeven an earwigcurled in the lettucewill escape withan imperceptiblebreath Sometimes you justhave to missthat connection – ballto batto make the hitall the sweeterSometimes it isn’taboutContinue reading “Dipping”
Anne's mediocre poetry 