Words, where are you?
Ah, there you are.
Verbs, you seem so apatethic.
Adjectives, you’re languishing.
Interjections, you’re such blobs.
I know it’s been a while.
I’ve kind of ignored you
Haven’t spent time with you
But thinking of you doesn’t count,
Not if thinking of never becomes working with.
There’s so much more we can do together!
To explore the world
To plumb the depths of understanding
To light the world with art.
Words, what do you say?
Observed at the Featherdale Wildlife Park, April 2014
This gaggle of girls have all come from the nearby girls’ school.
An annual migration.
They hold papers to fill out when traveling from site to site but
they are very concerned with the shiny trinkets held in their
Chattering all at once
It takes specialized study to understand their unique language
Yeah! (pronounced in three syllables)
Anywayz (pronounced with a zed)
It all seems to center around discussion of their opposite gender
The only thing I can make out is that Ian is so cute
And Straight Hair is the queen bee, able to bring the rippling laughter to a crescendo
or a pause.
Whatever, Frizzled Hair.
That was Not Funny.
And here’s a family unit,
from Hong Kong, judging by their sounds.
The two appear a couple, with the eldest the female’s mom.
Let’s call her ‘Grandma.’
Grandma moves slowly, in a shuffle, her arms at her sides,
but her face is wide and bright, taking in the wonders of her environment
with a pursed smile and twinkled wrinkled eyes
Notice her body jump as much as it is able when allowed to touch
Has she ever experienced anything like this in 87 years?
Another trio, all female. The largest is quite tall for her species.
She is the matron, she speaks with authority about all they
Whether it is right or not, her voice declares she has seen it all
The same voice directs her daughter from afar,
Instructing her in the best way to feed the wallabies
from a stale ice cream cone of alfalfa purchased from a vending
Over there, that’s Molly.
Notice her long red hair but vacant eyes.
Her colors are the typical green polo and khaki of Featherdale
She carries an armload of eucalyptus branches, obviously meant
for the Koala exhibit.
Behind that tired expression is the drudging patience of daily
She likes animals, she does.
It pays for university.
If only there weren’t so many other humans in her territory