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Quetzal’s First Poem

Several things before the poem for those of you who don’t know me:

Quetzal is my adopted daughter. She is 13 yrs. old.  She was born in Guatemala.  She came to live with us when she was four months old.  We have been to Guatemala numerous times over the last 13 yrs. We have met her birth mother. Quetzal wrote this poem for a school assignment. She okayed my posting it here.

The Resplendent Quetzal

I am from Guatemala where the Quetzal flies.
From hot days and cool nights.
I am from huevos rancheros in the morning,
And tortillas and pina de aguas.

I am from my family
And the walks in the park.
I am from the chicken buses
And gas fumes.

I am from the Maya
From Tikal and the myths
And spicy hot chocolate.
I am from jade beads and jaguars.
I am from Guatemala where the Quetzal flies.



Cat on the left. Owl on the right.

Last night at about 2:30, I woke and noticed our cat was sitting on the windowsill and looking out at the night. There was a large moon and the darkness was bright, and I was awake but not really. But then I noticed the cat’s ears and understood that I had been looking at the night only as framed by her ears. Which surprised me. And then a second surprise. In the tree directly outside the window sat an owl, a Barred owl. He was facing the house, was brightened just slightly by the moon, and appeared to be looking in the window. I looked at the cat, then at the owl, the cat on the left, the owl on the right, and wondered if they were they looking at each other, if there was some vague connection. I kept watching, but nothing happened. Nothing but mystery and the beauty of mystery. And that’s all. That’s how it was last night roundabout 2:30. Cat, owl, man, plus a moon inching towards tomorrow.