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| Photo © 2014 Jennifer Wagner |
the chickadees
and
nuthatches
clap their wings
against their sides
zip, dip
snip
seeds
from the feeder
look
and dip,
snip
again
twist
fly a w a y
and a moment later
are
back again
all
day long
inch
by
inch
we get closer, to the
window
watch them
watch us
watch them
face to beak
and learn
in some small way
how each
small thing
is never
small
© 2014 Jennifer
Wagner
This summer I visited
the Poetry Foundation in Chicago. On
display were some of Tony Fitzpatrick’s drawings The Secret Birds. He says
his grandmother used to say, “For the price of a piece of bread you can hear God sing.”
ah it is...all things matter...the small and the large...
ReplyDeleteand nature fascinates me as well...so i would enjoy watching them...
smiles.
Watching them brings me some sort of whimsical satisfaction, watching you smile at them warms my heart
ReplyDeletehow each small thing is never small... love this...love seeing the value in the small things around us...
ReplyDeleteNever small...I love the sounds and the watching each other ~ And your title is divine, smiles ~
ReplyDeletea world of wonders for both...lovely :)
ReplyDeleteso real action such vivid imagery-very well captured
ReplyDeletewhat an interesting closure.. wonderful.
ReplyDeleteThe wonder of perspective and the way we all interact with creation and each other. Well done.
ReplyDeleteSo true that each small thing is never small. I like thinking about the moments you shared here.
ReplyDelete"how each small thing is never small....." oh, how I love this! A profound truth.
ReplyDeleteI love that communication between man and bird... that last sentiment -- beautiful.. I think only by looking on the details we can get the big picture.
ReplyDeleteNice style great write!
ReplyDeleteZQ
well observed, Jen ~
ReplyDeleteGorgeous meditation! Closer and closer, we see each natural thing in its right magnitude, a story neither big nor small but just right!
ReplyDeleteOh, Jennifer....I'm printing this and putting it next to our back window. Bird feeders and birds abound off our deck.
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem!
What a great compliment, Jody, you made my day!
DeleteThe small ones are the most elusive. They never hold still long enough to get a good look at them.
ReplyDelete' twist
ReplyDeletefly a w a y'
I really like that part with the spaced-out letters. A very wonderful poem. Thank you for sharing.
'how each / small thing / is never / small' - I too love these lines! We all have a role to play and are all important. I enjoyed the way you expressed this.
ReplyDeletehow each
ReplyDeletesmall thing
is never
small... love your poem!
The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious (Albert Einstein) - That wisdom exquisitely articulated here, Jennifer.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this thoroughly!
ReplyDeletelovely...it's like a little dance between the you...them flittering back and forth...you inching ever closer...watch each other....lovely.
ReplyDeleteSo lovely! And the backstory is such a sweet addition. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteSmall is so relative...something can be small but make an enormous impact on our lives. I've missed you around!
ReplyDeleteHow clever and charming, your message skillfully presented. I like how the format is skinny, too - fitting for describing each small thing.
ReplyDeleteI like it, the use of chickadee is always a good choice. He keeps telling us things.
ReplyDelete"each small thing is never small"
ReplyDelete__Such truth in that phrase; it never ceases to amaze me... that the birds have the cautious sense that -the watchers- will cause them no harm, so well seen in your poem.
this humming bird
buzzing into my face
travel time
(Hey fella, hummmmmm, wana fill that empty nectar feeder? Hummmmmm, we need to migrate soon. Hummmmmm!) Smiles! _m
Lovely.
ReplyDeleteThis is a fun observation. You capture the play of the birds, both with the wording and the visual aspect of the poem. Nice work!
ReplyDeleteI really love how you've done this -- brava!
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