11-30-2024, 02:30 PM
Last night I dreamed of birdsong
issuing from an azure
field streaked with gold,
a barn swallow sparring
with a collared kingfisher
low above our roof,
bee-eaters in the distance
hopping from stalk to stalk,
tree sparrows threatening
to land upon my finger,
and a family of crows
soaring far overhead,
cawing at us for gifts
of toast and boiled eggs.
issuing from an azure
field streaked with gold,
a barn swallow sparring
with a collared kingfisher
low above our roof,
bee-eaters in the distance
hopping from stalk to stalk,
tree sparrows threatening
to land upon my finger,
and a family of crows
soaring far overhead,
cawing at us for gifts
of toast and boiled eggs.