THE VISITORS For six months, I have been waiting
The barren bones of trees Showing soft hues of buds The strength of daffodils to push Upward through hardened earth The anticipated sweetening of the air As blooms with audacious colors Open and release perfumed scents And yet, I am walking alone Amidst a new absence of sounds Hoping that as someone passes They will not release viral Droplets from their mouths To be downwind of another Is to find me holding my breath My head averted in opposite direction We are alone in a collective waiting Not for the gift we had hoped for But for visitor Covid 19 To come and to go. The migrants are coming It starts in small numbers They are crossing borders They will not heed the warnings They gather on wires and branches Their numbers are swelling They know that to be downwind Is to have others ease their journey They sing with abandon To large and diverse audiences They seek each other for close encounters They flash obscenely rich colors Saying, “Come to me, come to me” Oh, my beautiful feathered friends We welcome your arrival We need you now. -KSuskin -- Cayugabirds-L List Info: http://www.NortheastBirding.com/CayugabirdsWELCOME http://www.NortheastBirding.com/CayugabirdsRULES http://www.NortheastBirding.com/CayugabirdsSubscribeConfigurationLeave.htm ARCHIVES: 1) http://www.mail-archive.com/cayugabirds-l@cornell.edu/maillist.html 2) http://www.surfbirds.com/birdingmail/Group/Cayugabirds 3) http://birdingonthe.net/mailinglists/CAYU.html Please submit your observations to eBird: http://ebird.org/content/ebird/ --