augury doggerel

Tuesday, June 18, 2002


This morning among the poppies and the wet grass, stepping carefully over and around snails, I found two funnel spiders (Agelena labyrinthica) in their lairs, one looking out expectantly, the other face first in her retreat, enjoying breakfast in a sunny nook.

And I got a call at work from the woman. She was sipping a coffee in a sunny cafe and chatting to a friend when a baby bird slipped out of a tree next to her. So she ate it. No. It was a stunned chickadee fledgling suddenly on a busy sidewalk and no mother, no mother, no mother. So the woman tucked the quiet thing in her jacket pocket, where it shat its way to the nearby hospital for wild birds. And they fed it to a hawk. No. All is well. But watch your step.


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