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A Visitor On The Wall   Leave a comment

Greater Roadrunner On Patio Wall — Image by kenne

April thirty-four

A future date from the past

Trust at the moment.

— kenne

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

 

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

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.

Adam Zagajewski

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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.”

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

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

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

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

 

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

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.

Kites Gotta Fly . . .   Leave a comment

Pelicans (Galveston Island, 2018)– Image by kenne

Kites Gotta Fly, Birds Gotta Talk.

— kenne

 

Gila Woodpecker   Leave a comment

Gila Woodpecker — Image by kenne

Gila woodpecker

Pecking holes in saguaros.

Headache, what headache?

— kenne

Female Phainopepla In The Pines   Leave a comment

Female Phainopepla In The Pines (Mt. Lemmon) — Image by kenne

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

Turkey Vulture On This Turkey Day, 2021   2 comments

Turkey Vulture — Image by kenne

Happy Thanksgiving!

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