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Saturday, January 23, 2010

A Poetic Interlude

Macaw in winter

1

Too cold for an old
red macaw perched

outside the door of a
Kushiro pet shop this

December day. But
there he is

hunkered down,
grooming his feathers

in the cold winter wind
as snowflakes begin to fall.

2

Today the old red macaw
is on his perch munching seeds
as the arctic wind whips past.

Does he dream
of steaming tropical
forests?

--Kushiro, December 2007




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