i.
humming cooes amplify
your hollows breathing
hovering
pigeon song breathes in
the air you once breathed out
a beating heart
nesting tree
with refined wrinkles
and silk spun amongst crevices
what have you seen?
wings clap on take-off
little heads poke out
from hollows little eyes spy
th’outside
nesting tree
sucked dry
deadwood corpse
no longer searches for sun in the canopy
nor do your brittle roots seek water
ii.
nesting tree
home to so many
I’ve only known you in your death
© Jacinta Zander, 2026
