From the balcony

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I am sitting on a chair,

eating an egg cheese sandwich

next to a table where

a blue jay is alighting

my seem absurd

The surprise is I’m not surprised

a natural way of recognition

maybe a sacred moment

an angel disguised as a bird

a simple intimate detail of grace.

Below on the walking path

mountain hikers indulge the outdoors, sunshine

somewhere, everywhere the virus rages.

2 thoughts on “From the balcony

  1. I have really been enjoying the birds, too, but I cannot write poetry about them like you! My father has a special affinity for wrens, which he watches in his backyard as they take over several birdhouses.

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