Bird Day

Pond lotus unfold their pearl drops

as swooping birds skim the surface

of water, their wings like fins above

green oyster pads. It was a day when

wind change flurried the magpies

feathers like seapray, when miners

practiced fishsong, when a raven

and an ibis became shark and swan.

 

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Wind Break

A carelessness slips across the patch

blowing in from all directions, it seems,

new leaves buckled and bowed while aphids

cling on, oblivious. Sun expands the wind

into warm gusts of wildness, wilderness

in the suburbs, where only manicured box

remains square and squat.  I too succumb,

buffeted by unrelenting waves of springtime,

a transient repose.

 

 

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