Monday, December 31, 2007

Christmas Lights

On rainy mornings humming - birds flutter outside my window, sometimes hovering in front the glass, red-capped and curious with darting eyes. They dart around the porch, examining the unplugged Christmas lights as if they were blossoms. Perhaps they see them as flower pods and come back every day to see if they’ve opened. I imagine turning on the lights and the birds sipping the colored light from them, then bursting off like Roman candles in the gray, damp air.