Sunday, May 27, 2007

Poetry Sunday

Last summer we visited the Henry Vilas Zoo in Madison, a trip most remarkable because of the torrential downpour that stranded us in a shelter with a handful of other people for over an hour while water overwhelmed the drains and rose like the Great Flood. I drew the flamingos later from a photo I took earlier that day.

Flamingo Watching
Kay Ryan

Wherever the flamingo goes,
she brings a city’s worth
of furbelows. She seems
unnatural by nature—
too vivid and peculiar
a structure to be pretty,
and flexible to the point
of oddity. Perched on
those legs, anything she does
seems like an act. Descending
on her egg or draping her head
along her back, she’s
too exact and sinuous
to convince an audience
she’s serious. The natural elect,
they think, would be less pink,
less able to relax their necks,
less flamboyant in general.
They privately expect that it’s some
poorly jointed bland grey animal
with mitts for hands
whom God protects.


Teri C said...

Well I was as excited as you to find an EDM member from Wisconsin!! I love these small world happenings.

Your blog is so interesting, I need to come back and visit some more.

Lynn said...

The drawing of flamingos is lovely and delicate. Welcome to the EDM group, I hope we see a lot more of your drawings.

phthaloblu said...

What a beautiful drawing of flamingoes. This is gorgeous.