captive all day the scrub wren drills an ache inside my head chirps a single note in ceaseless repetition wings pressed tight her heartbeat pulses confuses sounds messages from the world outside at night she twitters behind my ear flutters down tunnels drumming against sleep tips my balance in dizzying dreams of soaring Brenda Saunders     “introduction to poetry” with apologies to Billy Collins take a poem listen for the voice close to your ear as it breaks into syllables short and sharp shapes words bright on air as a theme unfolds hear the rising note a change in…