Bird Watching

You’re looking through the lens, then a flare of orange sherbet, a Baltimore Oriole! Your wide-eyed grin is hard to look away from. A bright splash of tangerine, flashes of white on each black wing, a bedazzle of delight. You keep smiling into the camera - a moment of euphoria. If the metropolis is anything like the bird Baltimore must be golden city in the clouds yet even I know that’s a cock-eyed vision.