Being — An Image

An artfully altered photo of a Linden Tree in full leaf.
“Linden” — C.Birde, 6/21

“I perfume

the air

with my being…”

She did not brag,

merely spoke

truth.

“You need

only

breathe.”

— C.Birde, 6/21

Interrupt — A Poem

An artfully augmented photo of a earthen path through a green wood.
“Wood” — C.Birde, 6/21

The sky unzips & groans –

sliced, clipped, bisected –

while, rooted below,

I struggle to parse

interrupted songs of

Eastern Wood-Pewee

Carolina Wren

Ovenbird

&

T

h

r

u

s

h.

— C.Birde, 6/21

Occluded — A Poem

A symbolic augmented photo of a softly glowing white marble.
“Occluded” — C.Birde, 6/21

O

milky

pearled

occluded

eye

though

turned my way

you see me

not

colored

as the spots

that dot

your twins’

fawn-colored

coats

bless you,

mother of those

two sweet

ciphers

bless you,

your strength,

your wounds,

you keen half-

sight,

& welcome.

— C.Birde, 6/21

Will — An Image

An artfully altered photo of Sweet William Pinks, dotted with raindrops.
“Sweet William Pinks” — C.Birde, 6/21

“I will rain,

&

I will reign.”

Her voice

called storms

& stroked

stone.

“As

I

will.”

— C.Birde, 6/21

Poise — An Image

An artfully altered photo of a moss-clad tree in a ferny woodland.
“Green Lace & Green Velvet” — C.Birde, 5/21

“Green lace

& green velvet

are

timeless…”

she mused,

wearing both

to spellbinding

effect.

— C.Birde, 5/21

Incantation — An Image

An artfully altered photo, looking down the throats of green ferns
“Ferns” — C.Birde, 5/21

“Now

the ferns

have uncurled,

I go to join

their

green-tongued

incantation…”

A smile alit

in her soft,

wild eye.

“Come

with

me.”

— C.Birde, 5/21

Bliss — A Poem

An artfully altered photo of an Eastern Chipmunk.
“Eastern Chipmunk” — C.Birde, 5/21

To sit outdoors

in cool spring

air

wearing a shawl

of sunlight

& accomplishing

no more

than the disport

of small friends

unseen

in a season’s span,

in their garments

fresh & shining –

bliss.

— C.Birde, 5/21

Holding Light — An Image

An artfully altered image of an oak tree, lit up by the setting sun's light.
“Holding Light” — C.Birde, 5/21

“Despite our flaws –

large & small,

real or imagined –”

her voice swayed

on mild breeze,

“we each hold

the capacity

of great

light.”

— C.Birde, 5/21