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Colour is the thing

Entering the fork of the bridge
a few feet from my sliding door
to the south facing deck
I check in mid stride
my breath briefly taken.
A small bird had chosen to land on the handrail
and disturbed by my sudden arrival
spreads its tail to halt its progress
and opens its wings to veer away.
Nothing so startling in this-
swallows buzz me daily.
Only this is completely, dazzlingly, vividly, abruptly and entirely
like a hole in space that is utterly

YELLOW!!

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