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Pheasants and Plovers
by Michael Escoubas

The birds so neatly presented
in their winter feathers—
greens and golds and rusts—
robes given by some loving hand,
simply for the looking,
could not reach down to stop
the dog from pointing
nor the silent waiting
nor the sudden rise of birds
in a whir of snow and frantic feathers,
nor the spray of shot
filling the gray air
nor the unseen hand
who dressed these birds
and placed them on a shroud
simply for the looking.


Still Life with Pheasants and Plovers, by Claude Monet, 1878.
 

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