Peewit
J. Bartlett
Bird of the fallow fields
and the hillside's steeping
wing-span to wind force yields
and as it yields -
pee-weeping;
while vivid the sharpened sunlight glints
on the whitening splints
of its under-breast,
as with a jest
it pirouettes piquantly on high,
and twirls
and whirls
its wings through the wilding west wind-flurried sky.