Bankruptcy Section - Featured Poem
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Like many of us during the pandemic, we have taken to birdwatching. Birds provide seemingly endless opportunities to imagine and wonder. This is a poem by Ted Kooser, who wrote this poem and many more on postcards he sent to his friend (and writer) Jim Harrison after early morning walks. 100 of those postcard poems are collected in a volume entitled Winter Morning Walks (one hundred postcards to Jim Harrison).
January 27
Thirty-four degrees and clear. Fifty or sixty small birds with crests in a bare hackberry tree this morning early, not one of them making a sound or even the neat black silhouette of a sound against the rising sun. They let me walk up close, then one by one they leapt from their perches and dropped and caught the air and swung away into the north, becoming a ribbon at first, and then, in the distance, confetti, as they sprinkled their breathtaking silence into another bare tree.
