Humming
By Kirsty Fox
if you sit perfectly still
no one will see (me)
if you camouflage your nest
(my) little eggs will be safe from predation
if you're fast enough
(i'll) flee elsewhere in a wingbeat
>>>
ruby-throated hummingbird
nest destroyed
suspended
hanging by a thread
dishevelled remnants
I touch it and find a soft pocket, a thimble of moss & lichen
of dandelion down & tiny feathers
of stretchy spider silk woven in hope
Kirsty Fox
Kirsty Fox is a writer and artist specialising in lyric essays, prose poetry, fiction, and handmade books. She writes largely on the themes of nature and ecology, particularly where they intersect with memory, deep time, and bodily trauma.
Kirsty has a Masters in Creative Writing and has had poems and microfiction published by Arachne Press, Selcouth Station and Streetcake Magazine. In 2021 she was shortlisted for the Streetcake Experimental Writing Prize.
Kirsty lives in Nottingham, UK
Photo credit: Pete Nuij
Apricot Press 