I remember asking for a nature poem. So this is a reprise I guess. Specifically write about birds. I wonder, can one write of birds without thinking of their symbolism of freedom? Aren’t they the archetypes of freedom? Maybe you could describe the plumage of particular birds? For that is where beauty and function reside. What about caged birds? What feelings do they evoke? See what I mean about thinking about the symbolism of birds.