* * * Corvus The hawk I hoped to see has, in its approach, diminished to a crow pecking the ground. Just a crow, the kind found wherever I’ve lived,…
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* * * Choice You can sit back see what develops, only jump on the bandwagon if all goes well. If not, splay off saying I knew it wasn’t going to…
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* * * dirge for the bald eagle for vesta knee deep in galoshes and untamed chocolate mouth, i puddle among the rapids. ________our guide points to the east…
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* * * Leaving to Return Back in ancient Greece, Aristotle looked to the sky wondering at the absence of redstarts in the cold and lo, there were robins –…
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* * * Bluebird___After The Memorial Granny was busy—sweeping and folding we’d not visited at all since she lost the daughter I’d lost my mother.___Granny, please sit. She perched on…
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* * * Oriolus oriolus a ghazal for the first prosthetic eye, found in Shahr-e Sukhteh, The Burnt City 2,900 BCE The augur trades her eye, wet as yolk and…
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* * * Flock constant and inconstant both _________like the fluttering of wings o the manyness of things _________that keep us from ourselves and must be fed _________dusted, displayed, shooed…
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* * * Morrigan an interpretation of Child and Large Bird, Emil Nolde (Germany) 1912 with words from Finnegan’s Wake, James Joyce Now old, she’s tried everything: Nars’ Orgasm…
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photo by the author, 2015 * two poems by Rosalie Hendon * LOVER PLAYING GUITAR II The other night you were playing guitar, bare-chested, looking like a rock god, your…
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* * * Bontems Bird did you also find those thin coral strands lashed into your skin at twilight having hurled yourself heedless through cornfields, __________________________________________________________canebrakes? do you also remember…
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* * * Before Desire When we were pelicans we lived in the air and the sea, dipping to catch fish for each other. Flight was nothing special. We cleaned…
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* * * envy Bird atop a flagpole___soared— mind skewered on spinal cord. * * * It’s no secret that his name is Ken Goodman, but (when ecstatic meditation…
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* * * The Marsh Everything is closed—the stores, the university, the parks, the beach— so I walk the road edging the salt marsh. The waters are out with the…
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* * * Peacock So much love, and it can do nothing against death! —César Vallejo It lies by the motorway’s rain-shrouded shoulder, motionless & mud-robed. Orphaned __________by the morning…