Food For Thought

1.

today there is a dove

on my window ledge

cooing its repetitive miracle

 

I listen, my ear to its

warm breasted melody, until it

flies off in a whirr of wings

on some instinctual errand

 

my cat watching from

behind the glass, her

hunting ancestry aroused

 

2.

and I think

how we come

into this miracle

mewing with

 

discomfort, bewilderment

 

and how later

vision clearing

it all seems savage and beautiful,

as a lion enjoying its prey

 

but not very much more

comprehensible

 

our days devouring us

one by one

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2010

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