SHORT #6: The Quick Flutter

Exiting the house, a Japanese tit greets you, and the morning

       Bew cheep bew cheep bew cheep bew
       Bew cheep bew cheep bew

       Bew cheep bew cheep bew cheep bew

There are just a few sagging orange balls left
They hang from the winter skeleton
of a persimmon tree, and on top of this, he perches

He looks around the neighborhood

       Bew cheep bew cheep bew cheep

A quick flutter of the wings and he disappears,
diving off into the morning, as the morning dives
into the landscape

Thanks for reading. I’m Patrick, an ecological artist working to imagine more equitable, resilient, regenerative cities. Each week I illustrate and write a short like the one you just read. On most days however, you’ll find me producing films, exhibitions, essays, community engagements, and on occasion, running the world’s slowest restaurant.

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