Photo Credit: Gil Ewing, eBird.com
I remember
the first time I saw
a Hispaniolan Woodpecker
in my yard:
the powerful beak
the yellow cartoon character eye
the black and yellow basketwork of the back
the bright red head.
It was the first time I knew
there was such a bird.
I imagined it rare,
perhaps unique,
an anomaly
about to burst,
phoenix-like,
into flame.
Now
I hear them every day
and often see them.
(Once, four on the same branch.)
Not a surprising bird,
but one of the most common.
And yet perhaps that gasp
from the first time,
that leap of my heart,
was the most appropriate response,
after all.
Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
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16 comments:
Oh, that poem! There is so much beauty and truth in it. Some of my favorite loves, which make me reread and absorb the photo more:
"yellow cartoon character eye"
"black and yellow basketwork of the back"
"about to burst, / phoenix-like, / into flame."
And then the cement, the gasp and leap of your heart as "the most appropriate response,
after all" is so grounding and beautiful. Well done!
Wonderful imagery in this, Ruth....the cartoon yellow eye, the right red head, the basket work. Beautiful. I felt like I went on a tiny fieldtrip.
Breathtaking poem, photo and bird. It's so interesting that what you thought was so uncommon now appears four on a branch! I'd love to see one of these. Gorgeous! Thanks for sharing!
I love this poem!
Wow, beautiful bird. It does have all the markings of being rare. Love how your poem captured that gasp of wonder at first seeing it. :)
It's your bird philosophy shared with us, Ruth. What a gorgeous bird that makes me see how lucky you are to see it often, yet I love seeing my sparrows often, too, as you wrote, the 'gasp' of wonder like the first time. Lovely!
Ruth, your bird is an unusual sight to me, so regal in stance. You described it so well. I admire the descriptive words you chose just like everyone else says. You are quite the birder. Is there such a word?
Carol, yes, that's the preferred word among birders! :-)
Love the final line of your poem--I would gasp too. Your Hispanolian woodpecker reminds me a bit of the Red-bellied woodpeckers that frequent our yard, only not such a powerful beak!
This is my experience when I saw a goldfinch for the first time!! Sadly, they are becoming rare now.
Great poem. Thanks for the picture. I love the "black and yellow basketwork of the back"
I love when birds make us gasp. Such simple delights. And the 'the powerful beak' reminds me of our flickers in the PNW.
Well done.
"I imagined it rare,
perhaps unique,
an anomaly
about to burst,
phoenix-like,
into flame."
Every day miracles--bring 'em on.
It reminds me too of the Phoenix, and you've captured it well in description. Four on a branch—that would still amaze me, thanks for sharing this beautiful gasp of feathered wonder!
Oh Ruth that last stanza - just perfect!
I saw my very first woodpecker recently. I've often heard them, but never spotted one before. To see 4 on a branch? Wow!
I also saw a woodpecker larder tree recently too - I'm still tickled about that every time I think about it.
This is a lovely poem - thank you for sharing it!
I love it when you 'wing it' with your poems, Ruth! Keep the wonder coming! :)
The last stanza of this poem is so beautiful, Ruth -- a call to remain in the state of wonder! "Basketweave" is a fantastic descriptor. (Funny -- our local woodpeckers also have red on the crown of their heads.)
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