by Maxwell Croyden Wheat, Jr.
Comes with warblers,
waves of warblers
moving up the continents:
Black-throated Blues, Greens.
flourishing wing-tail skirts of white and yellow, Redstarts flashing flamenco fans of orange and red, Chestnut-sideds displaying headdresses of sun
flown from flames of Aztec fires,
Prothonotary emblazoned with Inca gold
Used by permission – All rights are reserved by Maxwell C. Wheat, Jr.
This mornings walk around Red House Lake had a ton of birds vocalizing to the early morning light! It did feel like a Fiesta of birds and I knew this poem would be the most appropriate time to post! Max is my favorite nature writer and someone who I would consider a friend. You might remember him from this Lycopodium Poem that I submitted around Christmas time. I would like to thank him for mentioning my blog a few months ago during one of his poetry readings he did in central New York. I hope to share other Wheat poems in the near future.
EDIT: Be sure to view a blog post where Maxwell tells a poem on video. This was on the Poetry Vlog website: http://www.poetryvlog.com/mwheat.html