You know, one of the interesting things about kiwis is how many strange images pop up when you google "kiwi." Like fruit. What's up with that? And shoe polish. There's even a handbag, canteen, and purse. But those of us who know a thing or two about the lovable bird beg to direct your attention to more flattering images, such as the one I'm attaching here. Admire that adorable beak. Look into the eye of the fuzzy little thing and behold its calm innocence. As the first post for this blog, I now offer you a poem on a kiwi, the first I hope of many.Kiwi
You cannot fly,
But why?
What stories might you tell,
What epic yearnings?
In your far southern hemisphere,
Feeding by night
On worms,
Noble bird of New Zealand.
Does your long beak weigh you down?
Why are you nocturnal?
Have you wanderlust, or the wish to fly?
what a great poem aaron.
ReplyDeleteSangeeta
thankyou
ReplyDeletekiwiboy
noble bird of New Zealand!
ReplyDeletei love the last tercet
of questions.
thank you, kiwi boy~
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It *is* an adorable beak! You go, kiwiboy! Looking forward to future blog posts. . . .
ReplyDeleteWelcome to the fellowship of bloggers, dear kiwiboy! Dogs can't fly either, of course, which is why we put all our epic yearnings into chasing squirrels -- and blogging, of course!
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