I learned very late to love birds

Crows and gulls in Victoria Park_20131229

I learned very late to love birds
I regret it a little
But now it’s all arranged
from Birds, at Random by Jacques Prévert

It was the sound of distress
That focused my attention
On the tall spruce tree
High pitched
This was no love call
As I watched and listened
Failing to pinpoint the source

A hawk suddenly launched into flight
x     Gliding low and slow
x               Apparently unable
x           Or uninterested
x      In eating the alarmist
Three crows appeared on the scene
Began their sequential assaults
  x        The hawk glided lazily away
  x              The three crows swirling
x          Black electrons
 x    Circling a nucleus
Simultaneously repellent and attractive


Depth Charge: One of the many pleasures that a trip to Prince Edward Island affords is a visit to The Bookman bookstore, whose shelves never fail to contain a surprise and a delight. This time it was a stained paperback from the Penguin Modern European Poets series, number 3 of 6, Selections from ‘Paroles’ by Jacques Prévert, translated and introduced by Lawrence Ferlinghetti.

To read Songs about Sex, Death & Cicadas by Andrew Grimes Griffin, just click on the link. To download a pdf, right click on the link and select “Save link as…”


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