Bird fraught with anger,
Sailing fury through skies -
The sway of provocative treetops,

Unbalanced by washed wind,
Pushed by that mouth of sea
That chews the land on all sides.

Gesturing in mid-air,
Flick of a hurried wing
Blatantly harrowing hillsides.

The little body swims air
Like a god, pressing stars,
Burying its head in the storm.

Stug Jordan

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