Double-Eyed Fig Parrot (Coxen's)
Double-Eyed Fig Parrot (Coxen’s)
Cyclopsitta diophthalma coxeni
Look for the tell-tale signs of our existence.
Half eaten purple fruit dark as a shark’s eye
Or the bruised thumb of an adult human,
That falls with Newtonian grace; an invisible
Thump; a musket ball falling onto the forest’s
Soft eiderdown floor. Gravity dents the fabric.
A small emerald feather starfishing in a hiking
Boot’s artificial lake, like green ink released into
A beaker; its fuzzy tendrils unfurling like a foot.
If your close encounter is more than this, if you
Have spied the fist-sized parrot skulking in tree-
Tops, or looked into its beak as it shears sugar-
Laden skin; you have written a rare communiqué.
A love letter so personal, it ignites at the touch.