Bird Watch: A Book of Poetry
Her images are wonderful. The kildeer "walked the rows, brown heads nodding over their striped bibs like satisfied farmers counting the harvest." The swan has "a marbelized stillness." She calls the great blue heron "a painted hunter....the brushstroked eye, the slash of bill, the pencil-line of legs." Always she extends our vision causing us to look at the next visitor to the bird feeder with wonder.