Travel abets escape from all the all-too-normal and familiar,
And the photogenic West
Served much to my delight as access
To exotica and grandiosity,
Any visit there a tour de force
That broadened out horizons and far exceeded expectations.
It was a local Eastern Redwing Blackbird that later put all this
To shame, once binoculars, reserved
At first for those expansive Western vistas,
Were finally dared to focus in the East.
And in a blink, I saw those vivid, red splashed wings,
Those glossy feathers, the sharp-point bill,
That abounding marsh, exotica revealed
And horizons widened, all this incredibilia,
I had learned, was just beneath my fingertips.