Before The Hummingbird Sips
You surely know, too,
that time before
the hummingbird
sips:
you hear the sound
when gravity dips
inside the ear –
such thrumming,
that wingbeat
drumming –
and all it takes is movement
to make the moment
disappear
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Nice poem, I get it.
So much song in the event before the event! Nice!
you hear the sound
when gravity dips
inside the ear
Wow! Now that’s a powerful and delicate depiction! This poem is beautiful.
Love it. So compact & musical.
A wonderful moment well described!
How intriguing to think of the moment before. Well done!
I really enjoyed this
I see the hummingbird hovering