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.