The gynandromorph exists
in its own perfection
in the middle of the branch,
the center of all birdsong—
two parted whistles
ending in a slow trill;
the right mixing of cardinal
ZZ and ZW, brother and sister;
enough inheritance
to be rightly hued,
but not enough
to be brightly sung and
thus forever mute.
–
What good is perfection to a cardinal
that can never sing?
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