Wednesday, May 12, 2010
My Daughter's Window by Hanlon, Noel
While you were gone I came into your room
and heard a desperate thrumming, coming
from inside your diaphanous, purple curtains.
It was a hummingbird, pinned between
two panes of glass in your open window.
One wing caught upwards, the other furiously
beating. My heart sped to her though I froze
terrified that in trying to free her Iâ€™d break
her tiny wings. Yet once I began to weave
my hands beneath her she stilled until
I aimed her at open space and she vanished
as an arrow freed in the green wilderness.
Copyright © Noel Hanlon 2010