Waiting for the Hummingbird


hummingbird

 

Will you be tempted by my latest attempt

to lure you into my life?

The black lacquer hook secures the playful pedestal

I’ve erected in your honor

I’ve erected in your absence.

An erection in remembrance.

 

I’ve seen your rotating spin soar high above

The deep green weeping willow for me.

The one that shelters the violets.

The one that mimics my pain.

The one that forgets me not.

The one I know you remember.

 

Secretly, I watch you dive haphazardly into an amorous arc

Your wings beating 100 times a second, sometimes two.

Your body contorted into hopeful angles,

To attract the attention of the ruby throated one next door.

She is younger.  She is shiny.

But how can you want her? She’s not me.

 

The U shapes you form as you fly higher

Scare me

Excite me

Make me cry.

I offer you crimson nectar with the hope

This Summer won’t be another fly by.

 

 

 

 

How Violence Creates Beauty: Spirits by Nicholas Buer


From Slate:  Right now, the Sun is heading toward the peak of its active cycle in 2013, blasting out massive storms one after another. These storms scream across the depths of space, and if they interact with our Earth’s magnetic field, they can create ethereal, gorgeous aurorae (the northern and southern lights). It’s one of the more interesting ironies of nature that such violent events on the Sun create some of the most beautiful displays on the Earth.

But they are lovely, as photographer Nicholas Buer is about to show you. From photos taken in northern Norway, he created a time-lapse video of aurorae he’s called Spirits: