BIRDS IN “EL PARAISO”
A vermilion flycatcher flutters around on the shrubs,
bright red breast, black head,
could not be more beautiful jumping from branch
to branch, hiding in the tall trees in
the distance, coming closer to my window.
A red slash against the blue sky, impossible not to admire.
Two grackles walk back and forth across the street,
their long black tails sweeping the cobblestones,
determined and purposeful. Sometimes
one of them perches himself on the dome
above the house and calls out
to who knows who - a mate? a friend? us?