“Wounded” — C.Birde, 12/19
The experience
held the unsavory
kernel of want –
like an absence
of salt
in aromatic soup
revealed only after
the spoon
lifted,
the lips
parted,
the tongue
tasted;
lodged like a seed
in the gum
(unreachable)
where wisdom once
resided.
— C.Birde, 12/19
Nightjars & Damselflies 