Polyphony Bruna's "American Goldfinch"

Polyphony is a brilliant artist and Ames High School student who is rendering our spotlight birds. Coming soon, the Bald Eagle.
Polyphony's Eastern Screech Owl
Polyphony's American Crow

STATEMENT: When approaching September’s American Goldfinch, I chose to use a small, square fabric swatch as opposed to traditional paper. By confining myself to such a small surface, I was able to emphasize the small stature of this bird. This same goal was furthered by having the bird interacting with the head of a sunflower. By scaling the small bird beside the large flower head, the size of the bird would be put in perspective. Furthermore, the choice of combining acrylic paint and charcoal on top of fabric serves to create a texture that give this piece a folk art style. I decided upon this style because folk art often depicts and values the beauty in the everyday, which is befitting for the more common Goldfinch. September itself can be considered a more “everyday” month, presenting the last calm before the havoc of the winter holidays. In this way, the American Goldfinch is an appropriate representative of September.
Fabric; Acrylic Paint; Charcoal
8.5 in x 8.5 in

Saving the Iowa Cultural Trust

Iowa Bird of Mouth is supported by the Iowa Arts Council, which provides administrative support to the Iowa Cultural Trust. 

When I learned about the Iowa Arts Council grant, I knew I wanted to create a home for Iowans' stories about birds. I've never heard people tell stories about birds like they do here. I'm originally from southern California, and when I moved here I was astounded by people's bird stories. Just chatting with a check-out clerk, for example, I'd hear amazing stories about crows, cardinals...you name it!. Stories that were intimate, animated and magic.

"Sure, everyone loves birds," people from elsewhere said.

"Iowa's different," I said.

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Bird-a-palooza, April 1 at Story County Conservation

Come enjoy an afternoon all about birds! Go on a guided birding hike, meet a live raptor, create a bird feeding treat and crafts, play some games, and then participate in the Iowa Bird of Mouth project to write and publish a poem! This afternoon of indoor and outdoor activities is fun for all ages, but themed for preschoolers through middle school. This event is free and no registration is required.

Special guest star: a real live trumpeter swan!

FREE, PK-5, 1-3 p.m. at MacFarland Park
Story County Conservation 

Thanks for talking eagles, KHOI

Thank you, Greta Anderson​ and Pat Schlarbaum​ of the Iowa DNR for talking bald eagles and poetry with us this morning on KHOI Community Radio​! "Local Talk" will be on again today at 12 and 7. Below are the poems I read on the air, and one that just showed up this morning. Submit your words on eagles this month at http://www.iowabirdofmouth.com/ Anyone, anywhere can contribute regardless of age, writing style, or publication history. *Pat assures us that eagles do not kill livestock, deer or anything much bigger than a fish.

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Bald
Awesome
Lively
Denominators

Ever so amazing
As chill as ice
Glamorous
Living to the fullest
Eye-sight of a telescope
Survivors

Driving gravel on an arctic Sunday,
we came up over a crest and saw blood
smeared across the snow, gore
lining the muddy road through the field,
and three young eagles tearing apart
two deer they'd either found or killed*.
Mom and dad hung back on the hill,
watching us slow to take pictures
of their gigantic babies, bibs and beaks
red as the partridge berries that popped
from those ditches in March, spiked head
feathers fanned out, lethal goofballs
babble and bawk-bawking. "Family day,"
you declared. "Better than a trip
to Disneyland if you're an eagle," I said,
squinting into the white horizon for more
witnesses, more spring, more life.

BALD EAGLES IN A FIELD

She was almost gone at that point,
enough so we could start to make plans.

Bright for a February near Fish Town,
Skagit Bay another sun on the earth

shining upwards. On our way for groceries,
we saw one eagle in a field, then another.

I had never seen two bald eagles together
like that, and it felt like I sign, something

that would shift things forever, but it wasn’t
really, it was just a moment, dad and daughter

pulled over in the car, silent and breathing
for an singular instance before all we knew

took flight.

FOURTEEN-YEAR-OLD TERRIER LIVES TO YAP ANOTHER DAY
Spudge contemplates
the statuesque
visage on a high limb
above the river.
The white hooded
gangster spies the Spudge
along the shore.
Trout dog, anyone?

If your heart needs a "high five"...

try this video, courtesy of Ronna Lawless!