The Book of Imaginary Rules: Poetry by Sharon Coleman

its covers open to full wingspan     until the pages flutter       in the bay winds
spine bent back on itself	book, its breast of words	   flits a snowy
plumage 	quivering eucalyptus leaves     oceans inhale           egrets bend 
past gravity          head pulled back         two wingbeats a second       you bend 
into slow wings    a body of new rules	rub your arms into a tensile neck 
wade mudflats           eye an appetite of sky		stretch arms 
into weightlessness         yellowed feet rock-bound           silky strands ripple 
with a bay tide           washing every word away            foot prints write 
the shoreline          as you dance a bird that stalks     a fish    its powerful beak     
your words       preen and jab        along wetlands        eyes squint hunger
into clouds      air in every bone      regret trails feathery      beyond flight