Saturday, October 12, 2019

Poetry: The Eye Of A Bird

The Eye Of A Bird

And so I came to a place,
Wondering what could be seen and understood,
In the eye of a bird.

Happening with unexpected connection
While walking on the moist, brown earth,
Amid scattered pine cones,
And memories.

The black eye of a pristine, hunting robin, held mine,
Pausing in her success,
Undulating worm held captive in a beak of supremely,
Pointed delicacy.

She nodded contemplatively upon her russet breast,
With wise, black eye holding mine, communicating,
Appraising, knowing, going on with her very life,
As she alone was meant to do.

This bright spirit, shining from the eye of a bird,
Pierced the doldrum of my morning and granted me
A brief, blessed epiphany of consciousness,
That touched my deepest soul.

Read More Poems From The Adirondack Almanack HERE.

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Annette Pisano-Higley is a Registered Nurse living in both Albany and Florida. She is a published song-lyricist and published a book of her original Adirondack poetry, with photography by her husband Walter Higley, Adirondack Echoes, available on Amazon.com. Annette’s book was inspired by their idyllic summers at the beloved family Camp on Limekiln Lake, Inlet, in the beautiful New York State Adirondack Park.


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2 Responses

  1. Michelle N. says:

    Beautiful and powerful,

  2. Annette Pisano-Higley says:

    Thank you Michelle. It was a powerful moment and I’m so glad you felt that.

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