Green Bee-Eater - Pascale Petit

[Lawrence Robinson]

Green Bee-Eater

More precious than all
the gems of  Jaipur—

the green bee-eater.

If  you see one singing
tree-tree-tree

with his space-black bill
and rufous cap,

his robes
all shades of emerald

like treetops glimpsed
from a plane,

his blue cheeks,
black eye-mask

and the delicate tail streamer
like a plume of smoke—

you might dream
of the forests

that once clothed
our flying planet.

And perhaps his singing
is a spell

to call our forests back—

tree
     by tree
              by tree. 

	- Pascale Petit
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