Hummingbird II by Celia Latz Astonished by an omen When I thought Hummingbirds were precious , Avian unicorns, one flew into my open door But I did not know the pettiness Of the hummingbird Until after hanging a feeder Filled with nectar I saw greed and violence In their little lives. Attacking – With plenty for all – One pushed another to the ground Pinning it with her tiny stiletto. Celia Latz is a native Hoosier who has lived and worked in Venice , Italy, 35 years producing and marketing hand painted textiles and fashion. "I currently live in the historic German Village in Columbus, Ohio. After years of working in the visual arts, I realize my true passion is writing with an emphasis on the energy exerted to overcome barriers and repel negativity- energy that often goes unnoticed. The Hummingbird poems are a part of my collection of poems and short stories titled Ordinary Miracles ." ...
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