Wind storms through orchards She hasn’t stopped singing I will learn the mockingbird song I will storm home
mocking calm branches
left a bird frantic,
fruit on the ground
this mockingbird
who mocks the calm, my thoughts
seems searching for a perch
a mate, perhaps, like I
seek Cindy, yes
before the next storm, so birdie luck
will perch a finger, and
like the shocking bird,
my Cindy electric and flighty
—- Douglas Gilbert
(Henry Le Châtelier)