Whistling Heron, Chiflón, Syringa Sibilatrix
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Wild
quirquincho
the
screaming hairy armadillo
digs
the hole I fill daily
next
to the garden wall
wild,
the young hare
beds
among zucchini
shiny
black eye
wild
fountains of sand
los
ocultos
architect
underground
mazes
wild,
the giant snail oozes
across
asphalt
pink-rimmed
pallium
wild,
the parrot flocks
patrol
fruiting
vineyards
the
sky screams
wild
foxes,
bald
with
mange
one
by one, dead
for
the black vultures feeding
wild,
the turquoise-spotted toad
buried
overnight
in
the sprinkler box
wild,
the whistling heron
yellow
plumes fan
along
the riverbed
wild
slaty-breasted wood rail
the
plumbeous rail
deep
in the pond lilies
wild,
the vines
bearing
cayote
squash
scraped
& boiled for jam
wild
cactus, the prickly pear
long
spines spear
my
hat’s crown
wild,
the verdolaga
common
purslane
succulent
scourge for the weeder
wild,
the dung-feeding beetles
noon
mists of grasshopper
palm-sized
bats at dusk
wild
pink-spotted hawkmoth
wings
battering bathroom tile
under
the cat’s paws
wild,
the tyrant flycatcher
morning’s
choral voice
benteveo
wild, the wordloving, beauteous wordsmith,
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whispering in my happy ear!!!
Yes, wild language-loving, vine-climbing, morning choral voice of the mystic poet/photographer woman.
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