The Oracle gave me birds today. I’ve resurrected the birdlings to accompany the words. I don’t know where the real birdlings are in my disorganized office, but I have photos of their past adventures. I used this for one of Jane Daugherty’s Yeats prompts a couple years ago.
The blue jays have been drowning everyone out all summer on my street, but recently a crow has been trading barbs with them.
crow and blue jay
ferociously awake morning–
linger like steel dazzled glass
remember who you are–
a fool for wild voices,
sailing a secret ocean
of star fever dancing
Keeping the Secret Keeper, whose words I used for Jane’s prompt, in my thoughts too.