Blizzard, Beans and Birds

Blizzard, Beans and Birds

7:22 am, Nov. 2, 2011

Looking out the living room window
to wind driven, blowing horizontal snow,
chilled, he hunched up his shoulders,
I need a cup of hot coffee.

The black beans swirled, grinding
to powder. Love that aroma. At the sink,
filling the coffee pot — out the window,
finches, sparrows were flustered at the feeder.

Empty! So he slipped on his old garden shoes
grabbed the bag of black oil sunflower seeds.
Blasting cold air at the door, wrapping his robe
tight at his neck, down the icy steps.

Knock the snow off the feeder, pull it down,
unscrew the cap. Cupful after cupful, the
black seeds tumble into the feeder’s tube.
The sparrows and finches return to eat.

Hmmm. This coffee tastes so good.

(C) 2011 James Ciletti


About Ciletti

Jim Ciletti, an award winning poet, filmmaker, and author, is the 2010-2012, Poet Laureate of the Pikes Peak region, and for 41 years, poet-in-residence for the Orme School Fine Arts Festival. Jim gives many workshops on the writing and performance of poetry, and makes poetry house calls to create personal poetry events. Ciletti loves everything Italian, including cooking for family and friends, and loves to plant garlic, make homemade wine, and eating peaches and plums. "Everyday is Christmas, but you don't always get everything you ask for. Sometimes more. Poetry celebrates life."
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One Response to Blizzard, Beans and Birds

  1. Rosemerry says:

    great image of the feeder filling, the twin blacknesses that nurture the birds, the man.


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