Yellow Warbler
Dendroica petechia


sweet sweet sweet

that’s just right
          what do you

his wet whistle
          swoons to

how he’ll wish
          you all were

in Costa Rican
          hills you’d

what you you’re
          looking at

sizzling see
          saw it calls

back—from high
          thoughts in the

tiger swings
          by storm bro-

pulse recedes
          while wind just

little a-

returns to pulse