The Moya View

Tag: flight

  • The Birds Remember Everything

    The Birds Remember Everything

    A lyrical meditation on city birds, memory, and instinct. This poem honors the quiet rituals of return, grief, and the histories we refuse to name.

  • White Egret

    White Egret

    There it stood, the white egret—scripture as animala saint’s skeletonrising from the weeds.It burst into flight. For the boy watching from the riverbank it was glorious.He wanted to say something wonderful, but his profound thoughtsfrittered away in the simple wisdom of wings annunciation. Soon, the egret was high,almost into forgetting,a flicker in a heap of…

  • Poesy for the Grown-Up Child

    Poesy for the Grown-Up Child

    (The poem is best read in landscape view, so as to keep the original formatting intact.) This year when the ginormous flamingos arrived Harold and Lilith,  little brother and sister so, lassoed  the pinkest and to the sky they arose— above all the straw maidens playing games with life’s fire, the slow dancing couple living…

  • Down Flight

    Down Flight

      The lightness of paper soft enough to crumble to a chirping palm ball released into the air, an imagined perfect pitch, too gossamer to float to its ultimate arch, unfolding in the web of alluring sunshine   aspiring to be in its unfolding angles a thread of silk caught into the patterns of a…