Marginalia: Cento as Editor’s Note

Poets love birds.

A group of turkey vultures is: a committee, a kettle, a cleansing breeze.

Coyotes belong in the city; white squirrels exist?

I wish a sturgeon named Baurice existed.

If there is a car at the bottom of a river in Saskatoon, I hope a muskrat finds it.

Chimney swifts are as earthbound as we are.

Swans can finish sentences.

The human is an animal no one trusts.

The fly is a verb and a question.

The birds are calling! The birds are calling!

There they go: the birds, the birds.

Poets love repetition.

Poets love rats because rats do not love empire.

To love a dog is to mother.

To love a cat is to long.

A deer is as soft as a dream.

A bear is a good friend.

The creature is a friend to the world.

The world loves what lives.