Burying the Goldfinch: This poem tenderly mourns the fragile weight of a goldfinch whose life was ended by a collision with glass. With precise sorrowful detail it captures the immediacy of loss the feathers left on the window the still open eyes the bird's body cooling in the speaker’s palm. The repeated refrain “My fault " threads through the piece like an unshakable echo binding grief with guilt. More than an elegy it is a meditation on responsibility fragility and the way even the smallest life can leave an indelible mark on the heart.