Mudlark No. 46 (2012)

Ruby Crowned Kinglet

               The male has a red patch on the head
               which is visible when he gets excited.
His fuzzy crest is a funny fright wig,
a punker’s dyed red spikes—a bottlebrush
blossom seen up close,
through a bee’s eye.

All day he flits madly outside
my window, inflamed
by a silk amaryllis on the sill—

His beak is a graphite stylus
tapping some frantic code
for desire into the pane.

Susan Kelly DeWitt | Rodin’s The Kiss
Contents | Mudlark No. 46 (2012)