Starbucks cups of Kenya (fair trade) Academic palaver and ennui Interrupted by a hovering sparrow Just outside our glassy corner “Sparrows can’t hover” An ornithologist told his class twenty years ago… And here’s this sparrow, Uneducated, I guess… Hovers above and between us On the other side of the glass… Just hangs there Maintaining for a count One, two, three, four… Slips down and then back up And toward us, just above the glass, Neatly picks a moth from the brick casing. The helo-sparrow descends To consume the pinched moth, Its dusty wings Resembling sunflower hulls Shucked and discarded Near bleachers after the game.