Poem: Finches In Town

 

Finches In Town

 

trending chirps,

sound of old-fashioned typewriter clicks,

 how glibly they report

above our busy human lives.

 

none of us, though,

read such uncivilized periodicals,

shuttling back and forth

in our washed-and-waxed cubisms.

there's no room

in our appointment books,

not for such fussy miracles of flight.

 other goals impinge.  invoices call.

computers to feed

with every aspect of our stress.

 we don’t really know, not at all,

what the happy, penniless birds 

are writing.

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5/26 ... lots of changes

8/11 ... a couple mods, creating a better resonance