how can i write about the plague
when syrup-seeking silver-eyes
flit for aphids, rich
in honey-dew
should i mention the sickness
that diffuses in the fresh
autumn air, in the quiet
streak-free skies
now, once more
the dominion of birds
shall i belly-ache on about
my strictured life
or shall i just be joyful,
for the Kotuku
that alights on
my chimney
© 2020 Maggie Z. Brown