The columbine bloomed early this year and has already gone to seed. My husband and I have wondered whether we missed the hummingbirds because of the warmer spring. He thinks they are primarily light-dependent for migration, so we are still waiting for them to come through, maybe hang out a bit. I still wonder whether I missed them.
I must have been thinking
Of hummingbirds
Before I went to sleep.
Last night I saw a hummingbird
In the desert.
It drank from a flower
In the shadow of a rock ledge.
When I tried to show you,
It was gone.
Hummingbirds are not
The lingering sort,
Even in dreams.
You will have to believe me:
I saw it.
Yes,
In the desert;
Yes,
In my dream;
Yes,
It counts.
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