“this sweet / sensation of joy”: A Hummingbird and a Moose
A hummingbird perched on my finger for a few moments this summer. As he almost-and-then-finally landed, the gusts from the palpitant wings made me nearly flinch. He rested there while he sipped some hummer-juice. I could barely feel the “talons” of his cloud-light body—and then he was off. But…