This poem illustrates the umwelt (sensory or perceptual world of an animal) of the oilbird. The oilbird is a cute bird with an owl-like face. It lives in caves and uses echolocation for social interactions and to see in the dark. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Gu\u00e1charo<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n Aggitta.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Static pulses during<\/p>\n\n\n\n A sweet, feather-fluffed sleep;<\/p>\n\n\n\n On a ledge in my cave,<\/p>\n\n\n\n So dark and deep.<\/p>\n\n\n\n My friend, the night promises<\/p>\n\n\n\n Fruit laurels aren’t far away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Flitter<\/p>\n\n\n\n Flap, flap<\/p>\n\n\n\n Fwip, wink.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Through the mountain’s halls I twist<\/p>\n\n\n\n In an echo-driven, aerial ballet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Insects and leaves murmur, but it’s<\/p>\n\n\n\n Through echoes that we meet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It’s through sharp echoes that we meet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n See the innocent fruit, but wait.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Troll these branches cautiously,<\/p>\n\n\n\n As we observe our prey.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Air lets me hover as I tear at the flesh<\/p>\n\n\n\n Of the tree’s bounty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Bitter is the fruit, but it’s a prize to me!<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n – Krystal Smith<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" This poem illustrates the umwelt (sensory or perceptual world of an animal) of the oilbird. The oilbird is a cute bird with an owl-like face. It lives in caves and uses echolocation for social interactions and to see in the dark. Gu\u00e1charo Aggitta. Static pulses during A sweet, feather-fluffed sleep; On a ledge in my… <\/p>\n