A Wild Visit

she announced herself
in the early morning
as if in a dream

but wasn’t satisfied
with that.
she wanted

to be recognized
and appreciated
for who she was

not a peacock
and not a songbird
either, calling

for her mate
with a quarrelsome
unmistakable voice

playing hide and
seek between the garden
and the rooftops.

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