almost at twilight



fort clifton park

On this snowy morning, here’s   a summer birdwatching poem I wrote many years ago. It appears in my book “Life List.”


At Fort Clifton Park, Colonial Heights Virginia


We walked the boardwalk through the little swamp

almost at twilight

almost at closing time

for the nature preserve.

In the quiet


flash of buttery yellow

and the Prothonotary Warbler


three feet in front of us

on a crusty branch,

to feed her flapping fledgling.

Unmindful of us

paralyzed with joy

to see her

so close

so close.




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