... early courtship / early marriage ... early everything
... including this solo life I've settled into ... my dog / the deer
... and these Bohemian Waxwings who've come to spend the afternoon with me
... eating berries / spitting seeds ... acting cool in their slicked-back hair
Photograph by Natalia Paklina and Chris van Orden
Waxwings are one of my favorite birds, and ones I rarely see: only now and then, during migration. After many years, I've found the solo life to be accompanied by certain blessings that are important to me. One thing is certain. With the dogs and cats, the deer and the waxwings, there's never a sense of loneliness.
ReplyDeleteI had never seen Bohemian Waxwings before, until this day .... a whole tree full of them ... just for the afternoon, and then gone ... it was so lovely. Yes, it is a life of blessings, and I never have a sense of loneliness. Thank you so much for your comment.
DeleteA new bird to me. Very 50s hairstyles indeed. :)
ReplyDeleteA new one for me, as well ... Aren't they cool ? :))
DeleteHow often have birds or mammals appeared to us, and with their 'mere' appearance given us a different feeling or train of thought or just an impulse of joy?
ReplyDeleteA good feeling of strength in the poem.
Yes, absolutely, to all you said ... and I'm so glad the strength came through ... :)
DeleteThe transition in this poem from personal reflections to observations of nature is so, so complete. Artfully placed words, and I especially loved the reference to slicked back hair (right out of the 1950's).
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Bill. It's good to see you again ...
DeleteI see interspersed beyond the birds' opposing look, a life 'owned' by the writer herself. Well described in a few words. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteYes, it is a life I "own." I'm so glad you see that ... Thank you for your comment. :)
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