She could be anyone, this beautiful stranger.
She’s staring across the street.
At first, you think it’s you she’s staring at
(perhaps you’re getting lucky?)
but then you realise, no
she’s staring at something behind you.
You look round but all you can see
are birds.
Birds?
Why is a beautiful woman staring at birds?
You shake your head and carry on
to your office where you sign
a warrant to log
another forest.
originally published in the Birds Zine from Coin Operated Press.
I don't have to go very far to watch birds...they come and visit me xoxo Little Miss Titch
ReplyDeleteThis piece captures such an intriguing, almost cinematic moment—like an unexpected pause in a busy life where something small and simple makes you question the bigger picture. The contrast between the beauty of the stranger’s gaze at birds and the protagonist’s focus on the routine, even destructive, task of logging a forest speaks volumes. It’s like a call to look beyond the immediate and appreciate the natural world we often overlook.
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