They sail and soar up in the sky
Floating black dots there on high
Single, as pair or in a flock
In air on water or a rock
Hidden in branches of a tree
Always free, as free can be
Of every color that is there
In a rainbow, flying everywhere
When they lightly perch and sing
Untold joy and pleasure bring
I love birds too. For all the reasons you wrote. It's hard to believe that they are a branch of dinosaurs. But ostriches and emus give us a hint.
I am working in suburbia to have a local abandoned golf course where there are urban vultures. I see them floating on thermals over my house almost daily. Looking for roadkill as their only source of food.
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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I am working in suburbia to have a local abandoned golf course where there are urban vultures. I see them floating on thermals over my house almost daily. Looking for roadkill as their only source of food.
Ron