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I AM SORRY I COMPARED YOU TO A CORMORANT WHEN THEY ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL BIRDS Alisha Bruton |
We are cold, chattering with light, on the cusp of some bright shore winter waterbirds shrieking a welcome: our hearts— math to math— willing, but not prepared.
__ After taking a Marine Birds & Mammals class at university, I began comparing everyone in my life to birds: the regal, somber pelican; the delicate, melodramatic crane; and the ubiquitous cormorant, which looked elegant stretched out and flying, but odd up close. |