No birder, I can’t identify them,
except as birds, and I don’t need to.

What moves me, far away in warmer,
western weather, is the snow falling

in the video, the chirps of birds
that, I hope, indicate some kind

of delight. Some human has hung
a small wire cage of food from a

Central Park tree, where the wingéd
jockey on the trapeze to get their fill,

others on the ground or nearby
ice-capped bushes waiting their

turns. Or perhaps they’re content
to watch their brethren feed in

the harshest conditions, somehow
understanding that they’re all in this

together, these birds of a feather
weathering the storm.

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You can watch the birds feeding in the snow in Central Park here.
Video: Rtanphoto, New York City