Banksy
we wish to be scared
of the dark
while wondering
how the moon tastes
Tag: Nature
A Little Ways Up North
the .410 bore was perfect
full choked for partridge
either perched or flying
Just talking about the weather
There is a lot of snow. I shovelled a path to the bird feeders that were caked and weighted down with ice. I cleared them off, refilled them, shook the coldness from my boots at the back door. Having put the canister away, left my boots to drip dry on the vent, rubbed a semblance … Continue reading Just talking about the weather
They are scared
The birds wait patiently for a place at the feeder, but the grackles and starlings swoop in and scare them off into the nearby trees. They hack and fight and bully their way to the seed and suet cylinder. With utter disregard, they peck, pick, gnaw at the bounty, overfilling themselves, never leaving. Then, weak … Continue reading They are scared
The thaw
Everything is monochromatic this morning, from the grey-white sky to the grey-white snow. The birds have conspired to emphasize this colourlessness. Cardinals and blue jays sing in the distance, unseen, while juncoes and chickadees pick at the black oil sunflower seeds in the feeders. Below, two squirrels wait for scraps – one black, one grey.
R L Raymond 