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Tiny Visitor


Lilliputian visitor from afar.
Featherweight of nature. At
his throat a glowing gorget,
a brilliant fiery jewel. Red as a
burning dwarf star, a hundred
smoldering coals. Peering into
jet black eyes, spellbound by
his je ne sais quoi. In flight a blur,
a watercolor brushstroke, singing
to me with humming wingbeats.
Virtuoso of a mesmerizing mid-air
hover. Every year he graces my
garden with summer visits, and
every spring I toil weeks, planting
beds of flowers for his pleasure.
Row upon row of bright red sage,
lantana, and zinnia adorn my yard.
October comes too soon, and he
leaves without goodbye. Nectar
bottles cleaned and piled to dry,
until next season. I wait anxiously
for his fickle flashing throat to
announce summer once again.


Ann Christine Tabaka
was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry, has been internationally published, and has won poetry awards from numerous publications. She lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking. Chris lives with her husband and three cats. Her most recent credits are: Ethos Literary Journal, North of Oxford, Pomona Valley Review, Page & Spine, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Synchronized Chaos, Pangolin Review, Foliate Oak Review, Better Than Starbucks!, The WriteLaunch, The Stray Branch, The McKinley Review, Fourth & Sycamore.

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