#Poetry Wed: “Hum” by Cintia Santana

“Slip of
bird
with fan
of furious
wings in
blossom’s
throat I hear
your wing
-beat sing.
To nectar
you need
no key,
mid-rib
of leaf or
sip from
little red
vials
constantly
defiled;
starvation
staved
for one
more day…”

Read the entire poem at Kenyon Review.