Sunday, November 1, 2026

Hummingbirds hover

 

Hummingbirds hover

And yet here we are 
while brightly colored drones 
with needle lips 
invade by hundreds, by thousands 
from Canada to refuel 
at this drinking gourd of red plastic, 
to load sugar until ready 
to cross New England, 
cross mountains, suburbs and farms, 
cross non-stop the Gulf of Mexico

Next year survivors 
spirits of speed 
with throats sparkling of ruby 
will return, will build nests 
of silk stolen from spiders, 
nests the size of thimbles that stretch 
as nestlings grow into glory 
intricately engineered 
by nature’s design
for improbable endurance 
like you, dear reader, like you 


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First published in Wordpeace. Thank you editor Lee Desrosiers.

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