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Acrobatic Zest

                 Acrobatic Zest In zest that never fails, though pause it must, The flittering and flapping in between The hedges, shrubs, and roses, swoop adjust Themselves in sunlight, changing to a keen Ballet or modern dance, or more trapeze Performance never...

The Opposite of Agnostic Swooning

  The Opposite of Agnostic Swooning The reason God made starlings fly was for Those murmurations.  Nothing else about These birds is worth the trouble.  Swoop and soar In each elastic shape–they leave no doubt That they are Sky Divinity’s broad span, As...

Bree and Dawn

           Bree and Dawn The nine year old boy, Curving butterflies zig zag Before and behind.                                             ~ Phillip Whidden The only perfect human beings are . . . Our nine-year olds.  They’ve learned the sweetness we Had longed...

Windsor Swans and Stillness

          Windsor Swans and Stillness Because their silence Broods complete in winter snow, White swans disappear.                              ~ Phillip Whidden They know themselves.  They know their whiteness shines. Perhaps they have a slight acquaintance with The...