Judith Wright and the Birds
I loaned the poetry book
but haven’t got it back.
Thinking of it makes me smile
Though it is no longer mine.
The birds were each unique.
How similar are birds and people:
bipedal.
Perhaps you could say
the thought, the other way?
Start with a girl
and see the bird in her?
I know a woman who is a parrot.
When she laughs, her wings shake.
A man I once met, is a pelican,
large and white, floating on the lake.
Perhaps he'd like to fly.
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