Birds

All my birds are here.

This would have moved my sister.

My nephew twitters like a sky

full of starlings, as if speech

was something brand new.

The house is alive with talk.

It is a beautiful thing.

There hasn’t been a peep

from their Father.

What plot is twisting in his mind.

I read in the newspaper

that his nude portraits

won a substantial prize in Venice.

The legal rollercoaster is not over

but I will be ready.

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