ACCOUNT OF MY DAYS
Sequence: 4
8/3/01
when I go inside
there is a hummingbird trapped
between two panes of glass
of the slid-open window
overlooking the raspberry patch
little guy you are trouble
to save without harm
it takes a flyswatter handle
to probe you loose
stunned or cunning
you are still in my palm
till we are safely outdoors
when in the space of a breath
you are in the treetops
and moving fast away
who knows if you will ever
get up the nerve to return
to the easy living of the feeder
maybe you will keep flying forever
so afraid it gives you a strength
nectar never had