Boy Again
It hangs in the air on a string of suddenness, tiny bat-like wings beating gasps of evolution. This Rufous Hummingbird is beyond any British bird I know. A whipping, yo-yoing puppet, fooling the flower, following invisible air streams owned by dragonflies. Impossible imposter beating butterflies with its fairy act. Its tongue unfurls from blurry imagination, its body becomes a puff of fantasy and thankfulness. I religiously wait hours for the resident miracle to reappear in magical blinks and bolts. This morning a Black-chinned Hummingbird is lighting just beyond arm's length, bobbing into yellow buds then bulleting back to the orange flowers. A few days later and my eye is tuned. I can spot them just from frantic twitters. Every time I see a hummingbird I am drinking nectar, blessed, a little boy again. The Time of Owls For many years of my flighty childhood, Dad’s owls flocked on shelves and bookcases, guarded the back garden, hung on the walls, became the dominant animal in the bungalow. Owls of all sizes, shapes and interpretations from Realistic to the Surreal, Classical to Cubist. Christmas and birthday presents were easy, welcoming new members of the Parliament. Even on our two foreign holidays: bleached white porcelain in Spanish Medieval old towns, and Yugoslav Communist owls on stickers found near dumpsters where homeless families foraged. I fledged the nest and returned to find the forest quieter. Dad had started packing up the owls. When asked why, just a shrug and “downsizing”. Each time I returned, fewer owls winked at me. Only the favoured remained in their roosts, the rest were retired to boxes. Then one day, the trees were empty. Cupboards closed. Extinction. The days of collecting were over. Suggestions for presents, to resurrect the old Naturist, were waved away. No explanation, no shared wisdom, just the watchful silence of owls. Published in Qutub Minar Review, April 2022.
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Poetry Biography:I have had over 70 poems published in the following worldwide magazines and literary journals: A Handful of Stones, Acta Victoriana (Canada), All the Sins (UK), The Amethyst Review (USA), Amsterdam Quarterly (NL) The Blue Nib (Ireland), Bolts of Silk, Borderless Journal, The Brasilia Review (Brazil), Bushfire Literature & Arts Review (US), Cadenza, Cake Magazine, Carillon, Cha: An Asian Literary Journal (Hong Kong), DASH (USA), Clackamas Literary Review (USA), Cooch Behar Anthology, Dawntreader, Dreamcatcher, The Dillydoun Review, Earth Love, The Ear (US), Eastlit (East Asia), Erbacce, Envoi, Finger Dance Festival, Ginosko, Gloom Cupboard, Hidden Channel, Inlandia Journal, IS&T (Ink, Sweat & Tears), Into the Void (Canada), The Journal, The Lakeview Journal (India), Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Lunch Ticket (USA) The New Writer, One Hand Clapping, Orbis, Oregon English Journal (USA), The Passage Between, Prole, Sentinel Literary Quarterly, Sonic Boom (India), Third Wednesday (USA), Of Nepalese Clay (Nepal), New Contrast (South Africa), One Hand Clapping, Opportunity Publishing, The Oregon English Journal (USA) Origami Poems Project (USA), The Paddock Review (USA), Panoplyzine (USA), Paper Swan Press, The Passage Between, The Peacock Journal (USA), Pens on Fire, Poetry Salzburg (Austria), Potomac Review, (USA) Prole, Pulsar Poetry, Rear View Poetry, Queen Mob's Teahouse, Qutub Minar Review (India), Red Ink, Shiela-Na-Gig (USA), South Bank Poetry Magazine, Stand, Waterford Teachers Centre, (Ireland) We Are a Website New Literary Journal (Singapore), Weber - The Contemporary West Review (USA), Windfall (USA), Writing Magazine, Words for the Wild and Verbal Art (India). Archives
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