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My Human Disguise.
Why does the bird sing before the sunrise?
What is he saying when no bird responds?
Minutes later another species cries
As if to himself, then a third voice sounds.
Does the cardinal talk to the catbird?
That hardly seems likely. Though a starling
Will nag a red-tailed hawk, that’s not singing.
Just the nuthatch answers a nuthatched word.
But it’s that first bird’s first note and why then,
Which breaks the dark silence like a siren,
I question. Does the robin hope to steal
The pre-dawn’s power and make himself real,
Or does he fear the sun will never rise
Unless his tunes ruin the light’s surprise?
