If You’d Never Seen One, by Susan Robertson

with its salmon legs,
its amber eye, the purple —

no green — sheen
of its nape

(each movement

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