A bright songbird announces this
artist’s morning, the oriole’s orange
plumage vibrant. Three common grackles
preen their iridescence, and I’m lost
in purples and blues, bronze and green,
tonguing indigo. The metallic-blue
tree swallows’ liquid twitters before
their chittering mating, her tail feathers
just so. And then they’re off,
pirouetting the air to meet
an eagle at the apex, white head shining
as he’s firmly escorted away
from the lake, ducking, cumbersome.
A stray sunbeam spotlights a green
heron, and I’m suffused-
grateful to be forced from
my jejune perspective. Now it’s pure
semantics whether I tell you
I’m birdwatching or learning
the subtleties of light’s kisses:
observe this cardinal’s blush
and her coral beak, exquisite.
Words fall away with the paintbrush
featherwork pulling me into the skies.