Wednesday, November 25, 2009

The Birds of Fairfield

Some birding devotees are in a slump.
All the trust you can yield for them
is hidden in a note explaining trust.
Like a total swamp in November
Brooklyn is slick and shiny black.
I'm riding my bike home to me.
Then more rain, then a call,
then a year goes by and hello.
Thanks for dropping by.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thank you good sir.

10:12 PM  

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