Hallelujah owl – the great horned who-er
of Everglades pines, magisterial, mythical
by Equinox Eve half-moon, come
to gather up our brokenness on silent wings.
Hallelujah black-necked stilt
skating spring Equinox shallows,
score of more on skinny legs come
to gather up our brokenness, banish the hunger.
Hallelujah storks, hallelujah spoonbills—
woodies and pinkos of Parotis Pond’s
rookeries, dozens abuzz as if come
to gather up our brokenness with procreation.
Hallelujah, birds— we fly, we feed, we breed
the wild, our imagination made entire.
for Roger M. Weir
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