Avian Rehabilitation The Man Who Held Birds
for Chris Adams
They came to him then, 
from a world too harsh for hollow bones
that once broken could never heal.
A wing amputated at the wrist, a flight

interrupted forever.  An owl attacked
by cats, a hawk cut from the sky
by the glint and flash of passing 
windshields, body twisted and torn
thrown by the side of the highway.

Held gently in his hands, packed in dark
boxes to fight shock, the trembling
birds wished for life aloft, the quiet
above clouds.  Trusted the man
to keep their dreams.


16 December 2003


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