Tucson Bird Poem by Madathil Rajendran Nair
Tucson Bird
Who did build this silken nest
On this prickly mountain plant
Swaying in the vagrant winds
On this Tucson canyon ridge?
Architect of wilderness!
Am told you don’t return home
Till after the sun has gone
By when canyon trips are closed
Google searches failed to tell
Who could such a home belong
You a trogon, towhee, finch
Warbler, redstart, humming bird?
With stripes on a fluffy chest
Picked from rainbows at sunset?
Do you have a crown on head
Wagging tail of golden plumes?
Are your eyes mascara-lined
Black and dark by new moon night?
Are they of a crimson tone
Shaded bright by blushful dawn?
Don’t you sing like nightingales?
Do you trill and thrill the hills?
Unknown friend of earth and sky
Sweet conjecture all this mine
I can see you deep in nest
Eyes in rest with head in chest
Lighted by the lady moon
Fumbling with her starry gown
Is that so my little friend
Haven’t you drunk the world too in
Starry expanse, nest and moon
Wind and night and everything?
When you sleep the world does cease
It nests in you one with you
Why does then a fool like me
Indulge in a guessing game?
Why I ponder how you look
When I too am within you
One with you and never apart
Myself am the bird you are?
Made of rapture full of song
Rainbow wings to soar aloft
To boundless freedom at last
Where time and space stand aghast
By when canyon trips are closed.........when or then? silly me. of course you want when! :) back to the poem, which i'm enjoying so far. hmmm? goldfinch? nest made partly with thistle 'down' perhaps? yes, i'd say the nest size would be a real clue. favorite line so far: Do you trill and thrill the hills? i 'love' the image of lady moon Fumbling with her starry gown! ! ! ! here we only get to watch mister moon pulling up on his suspenders. you, sir, are no more of a 'fool' than i might be. now, you talk of being 'one' with the bird. this reminds me of a poem you wrote about two people discussing God's existence (or non-existence) . if you ever think you have cracked the identity mystery, i'd like to know your decision. bri :) to MyPoemList
Why I ponder how you look When I too am within you One with you and never apart Myself am the bird you are? ......amusing expression. It is a beautiful poem so nicely depicted. Thanks for sharing.....10
Made of rapture full of song Rainbow wings to soar aloft To boundless freedom at last Where time and space stand aghast An amazing poem.....................10
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8/3/2025 12:36:48 AM # 1.0.0
Stanza after stanza of well-written lines. My favorite? Made of rapture full of song Rainbow wings to soar aloft To boundless freedom at last 10