Greater Roadrunner On Patio Wall — Image by kenne
April thirty-four
A future date from the past
Trust at the moment.
— kenne
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A Visitor On The Wall Leave a comment
Hermit Thrush Forging On The Ground 2 comments
Hermit Thrush (The Huntington Botanical Gardens)– Image by kenne
Foraging on ground
Picking up insects on soil
Hermit thrush blends in.
— kenne
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Roadrunner Images For Hugh — A Photo Essay 2 comments
I’ve taken many roadrunner photos in the almost 12 years we have lived in Tucson. This photo essay is representative of the images.
Last October, Hugh Poland and I spent some time photographing wildlife in southern Arizona, and he was most disappointed in not seeing any Greater Roadrunners. However, he’s planning an August trip to attend a Tucson Audubon Society event here in southeast Arizona.
So maybe he will see and photograph some roadrunners. (Click on any image to view it in a slideshow format.)
— kenne
The Ole Roadrunner
(For Sara from Uncle Johnny)
Want to tell you a story
Bout a bird that can run.
He can fly up in trees, but
To race is more fun.
He’s a runner at heart
He lurks like a trickster
Darts out on the road
Goes faster and faster.
He’s sleek, and he’s quick
Keep watch and don’t blink
Out he will jump
And be gone in a wink.
Not easy to catch
Roadrunners are wary
To chase is to fail
Ask Wile E Coyote’!
Birds like to sing
To cheep and to peep.
This one is different
He likes to Beep.
So when out in the car
Keep your eye on the road
If you see something running
It might be this Ole Bird.
Beep Beep!
— John Deen
Greater Roadrunner — Southeast Arizona Images by kenne
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Stary Sacz, A Poem by Adam Zagajewski Leave a comment
Red-bellied Woodpecker (Kingwood, Texas) — Image by Hugh Poland
Stary Sacz
A woodpecker in his red cap suddenly brought back
the stationmaster in Stary Sacz.
Over the station rose a little town,
that is, an enormous market and convent of Poor Clares;
each house had one window holding jars of borscht and pickles.
The innkeeper’s daughter was so thin
that she kept bricks in her backpack to outwit the wind
when she crossed the viaduct above the train tracks.
The wind never got her, but other elements weren’t idle,
especially Nothingness and her rich suitor, Mr. Time.
******
Robert Pinsky wrote in The New Republic: “[In the poetry of Adam Zagajewski] the unmistakable quality
of the real thing–a sunlike force that wilts clichés and bollixes that categories of expectation–
manifests itself powerfully . . . Like a fish breaking water . . . the achievement of these poems [“Without End”]
is partly in that act of rising above a lived-in element. In Zagajewski’s work, the engulfing, ferocious
historical reality appears as our habitat–not a well of horrors to be borrowed for rhetorical thunder,
not an occasion for verse punditry, not a mere backdrop for sensibility. And the perception of that habitat
has a mysterious, elating power.”
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March Winds Leave a comment
Birds Nest — Image by kenne
It’s not uncommon for March to have some high gusty winds here in Tucson. I didn’t find this nest at the base
of the patio olive tree until a few days had fallen from the tree. For these baby birds, life was short-lived.
— kenne
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A Limpkin Near The Gulf Coast 1 comment
Limpkin — Image by Hugh Poland
“I cannot teach anybody anything. I can only make them think.”
— Socrates
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Birding In Ecuador 1 comment
Andean Cockof the Rock — Image by Hugh Poland
In early February, my stepson-in-law went birding in Ecuador. Upon his return to Kingwood, Texas, Hugh put together this trip video.
— kenne
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Sabino Canyon, Cedar Waxwing Leave a comment
Sabino Canyon, Cedar Waxwing — Image by kenne
Waxwings
Four Tao philosophers as cedar waxwings
chat on a February berry bush
in sun, and I am one.
Such merriment and such sobriety—
the small wild fruit on the tall stalk—
was this not always my true style?
Above an elegance of snow, beneath
a silk-blue sky a brotherhood of four
birds. Can you mistake us?
To sun, to feast, and to converse
and all together—for this I have abandoned
all my other lives.
— Robert Francis
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Winter Wren In Sabino Canyon Leave a comment
Winter Wren In Sabino Canyon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“‘Hear! hear!’ screamed the jay from a neighboring tree,
where I had heard a tittering for some time,
‘winter has a concentrated and nutty kernel,
if you know where to look for it.'”
– Henry David Thoreau
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Barn Owl Up Close 2 comments
Barn Owl Up Close — Image by kenne
Nature is not to be
put in order,
nature is order.
We must put
ourselves
in accord
with this order.
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Kites Gotta Fly . . . Leave a comment
Pelicans (Galveston Island, 2018)– Image by kenne
Kites Gotta Fly, Birds Gotta Talk.
— kenne
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Gila Woodpecker Leave a comment
Gila Woodpecker — Image by kenne
Gila woodpecker
Pecking holes in saguaros.
Headache, what headache?
— kenne
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Female Phainopepla In The Pines Leave a comment
Female Phainopepla In The Pines (Mt. Lemmon) — Image by kenne
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Cooper’s Hawk Leave a comment
Cooper’s Hawk In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
A beautiful bird
And a super partiture
Love dive booming doves
— kenne
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Turkey Vulture On This Turkey Day, 2021 2 comments
Turkey Vulture — Image by kenne
Becoming is Superior to Being 