Not seeing
many hummingbirds
this year maybe
I am opening
the porch door
too abruptly

I miss their hover,
their quizzical gulps
at the feeder

the bubble-up of nectar
when the drinking is sweet
cold and long

And they have so many places to go
in such a hurry they are
all the time

But not this year, at least
not so far

Chagall 2018