Fine Art Department Awards
Poetry Best of Show – Art S. Tenbrink “My Wet Eyes Lift To See”
Plump pomegranates bend branches beckoning to begonia blooms below.
Backyard breakfast al fresco, I settle here with the Times.
Sun beams on today’s headlines: Bird Numbers Dwindle. Three billion lost in last 50 years. North America alone- 1/3 gone.
Black silhouettes of lost birds fly off the page: Aerial insectivores -32%
Land birds -27% Water birds -32% Shorebirds -37%
Only ducks and geese increase.
Grieving Nature’s loss I hear a furious flutter nearly in reach. My wet eyes lift to see
the crimson throat and iridescent breast of an Anna's hummingbird dart among purple bougainvillea.
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