There's only one Artist's Choice in the whole month of Birdtober, so it's hard to pick the bird to write about (this is supposed to be a series of prompts for visual artists, but this is the fifth year I've been using them for writing instead). This month I had four lifers, plus I saw the Shoebill for the second time (here's what I wrote the first time). But I had to choose my most special lifer of the month for today's post: the Bat Hawk.
Our friends invited us over
to see a bird they had in their backyard.
We ate first,
yummy beans and posho on the porch,
with the baby hollering companionably
in her high chair.
After dinner we headed out back,
four adults and four kids
armed with binoculars
and a flashlight to illuminate the branches.
There aren't lots of these birds anywhere,
and certainly not in the city,
but there they were, swooping at bats
as night came.
Our crepuscular visitors
rounded out our evening splendidly:
dinner and birds.
Not just any birds, either.
Bat Hawks,
#610 on my life list!
©Ruth Bowen Hersey
Here are links to all my Birdtober posts this year. Jone is our Poetry Friday host this week.

7 comments:
Bravo! What a wonderful night and memory. This poem is a lovely finish to a month long tribute to feathered friends. I like how you get the word, "crepuscular" in there with such a lovely tone of warmth and happiness.
No wonder that was your most special lifer, Ruth! *happy sigh*
I just went to look up a picture of the Bat Hawk, Ruth — what a bird for Halloween!
I felt I was there! Bat Hawks sound fascinating.
Wow! What a special sighting! And perfect for the season!
Yikes! Bat hawks eating bats?? Sounds perfect for a Halloween post, Ruth. And --I have to giggle... This was #610 on your life list? Now I want to know what's above and below this? - lol
609 was the Blue-breasted Bee-eater. There hasn't been a 611 yet.
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