What kind of flamingo is that
It is the kind
whose feathers do not blush
from eating pink shrimp.
It is the short-necked, broad-backed kind.
The kind that is, in fact, a crane,
one that’s light brown
and made not of flesh, but wicker
that portrays no single specimen,
which has its other places to be,
but the ideal crane, the archetypal crane
whose flight is said to represent transcendence,
whose pairing is an emblem of sign of fidelity,
bearing some message we would send ourselves.
This freighted flock of one
will not be rendered as a lawn ornament,
outlined in neon,
printed on a Hawaiian shirt.
One cannot ask all this
of a single flamingo.