ZOO STORY
An avidity of owls
drew the eye: jumpsuited
keeper, long tongs and
mice in a galvanized pail
Mouse by mouse was staged: supine,
sagging, nudged into place where
branches crossed, scant fur
snagged on the real wood splinters
tails--somehow--
not nailed down, but bent
moving with the wind
Owl heads swiveled on castors--
cadmium socket raptures
After, we could have seen them
containerized for
their long journey, we
hope ourselves to return--
indigestible
pellets of resurrection
HERR KEPLER'S NOTEBOOK
Time is the bully anchor of the opposing tug-rope team.
The person with a happy home life tracks glitter through the world; the solitary person leaves snowprints.
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"The grasshopper warbler's song comes up out of the earth just as you think the day is quietening down. It has no prelude or warm-up: it starts midperformance, as if switched on by the dark, as it if has been singing like this beneath the earth until it was dark enough to come to the surface. As if, though we hardly hear it, this singing never stops."
A Year on the Wing (Tim Dee)
All writing and cartoons on this site copyright 2008-2010 Julia Martin, unless otherwise credited.
The person with a happy home life tracks glitter through the world; the solitary person leaves snowprints.
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"The grasshopper warbler's song comes up out of the earth just as you think the day is quietening down. It has no prelude or warm-up: it starts midperformance, as if switched on by the dark, as it if has been singing like this beneath the earth until it was dark enough to come to the surface. As if, though we hardly hear it, this singing never stops."
A Year on the Wing (Tim Dee)
All writing and cartoons on this site copyright 2008-2010 Julia Martin, unless otherwise credited.
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