with its salmon legs,
its amber eye, the purple —
no green — sheen
of its nape
(each movement
cracks
a new colour),
the sound
deep in its throat
almost a purr,
Look! — you’d call
to the child
tickling the fence
with a stick,
the man
unfurling his paper —
Look at that bird!
— from Juniper Volume 8, Issue 1