I remember when birds were just plain birds,
and ducks were the birds that swam in the lake.
Binoculars were tools for seeing ballet;
heavy, clumsy, hard to control focus.
Once taught to listen for the call, cheep, bzzt,
and search in the direction for motion
I never went back to being blind, lost
to flutters, fannies, eye rings, and beaks.
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