She has
so many birds in
her hair

wild birds, live birds,
caged birds, raptors,
real
live wires

Oh it is an aviary, a sky-scraping
hive when not
bouffant. But
always a masterpiece, a
singer confection

that could grow taller
than the Babel Tower
if it wished
or hang more potently
than the Gardens of Babylon
talking a dive
unsurpassed that
depth to plumb.