Birdman

–For F.

Taking attendance,
Out at sunrise
To avoid summer heat.

We pass
In the comings
And goings.

The culling’s not begun.
He should be safe
From the shooters.

Later as the frosts
Descend,
Follow their trails

To pools of blood —
Places to watch
For migrants.

And he tells
Of the Cooper’s hawk
That took the flicker.

And he tells
Of the shrike
In the hawthorne.

And he tells
Where the bluebirds
Overwinter.

And he tells
Of the lone loon —
Its pause on the pond.

And he tells
How to find
The osprey’s nest.

And he tells
How the migration’s begun
One month early again

With warblers.
With flycatchers.
With vireos.

And he tells
Of the year
Of shorebirds and drought.

We exchange passing visions,
Eager for transitions
And for what tomorrow may bring.

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About Emily

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One response to “Birdman”

  1. brian miller says :

    sounds like an interesting guy….he is a noticer…if nothing more than birds and their patterns…and drought and early migration…makes one wonder what change is coming…

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