Margaret Clough
The double-collared sun-bird singing happily
on the top branches of my camphor tree
knows nothing of Dark Matter or Dark Energy.
and I, too, cannot understand how it can be
that things so strange and so perverse
can make up more than half the universe.
But I'm thankful for the gifts of hearing and of sight,
although, for all things not atomic, they might
be limited..Yet all life long
these gifts have allowed me to enjoy,
those startling colours,that sweet warbling song.
Featured at the Red Wheelbarrow on 13 January 2022
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