By Jenny Ward Angyal
Gibsonville, North Carolina, USA
A glimpse of white wing bars, half hidden among juniper and honeysuckle. Uncertain, I find a picture on my phone and the app plays several notes of a song. At once a tiny being—no more than a quarter of an ounce—confronts me, scolding loudly, warning me away from a world that belongs to him.
sunlit hedgerow—
the kinglet reveals
his ruby crown