Kay Ryan Quotes on poetry

Birds that lovehigh treesand windsand ridingflailing brancheshate ledgesas griplessand narrow, so that a tailis not justno advantagebut ridiculous, mashed verticalagainst the wall. You will haveseen the waya bird who fallson skimpy placeslifts into the airagain in seconds --a gift deniedthe rest of uswhen our portionisn't generous.?