ILLUMINATION
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ILLUMINATION

All Our Birds Are Drunk

Fall turns the tiny crabapples on our backyard tree into fermented bird intoxicants . . .

Image courtesy of Jael Rodriguez, Unsplash

. . . and watching them fly wildly, madly around our yard, banging into the branches and sometimes against our large windows, too drunk thank goodness to be too badly injured, reminds me of a pair of “bird” poems, turned to palatable prose for you, below.

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