Sunday, January 04, 2009

in wildness is the preservation

looking out the window past
the glowing Yule tree
at the midnight freezing rain

a stranger cat emerges from shrubs by the door
and strolls out down path to street
across and into darkness

something half-wild in the street
disappearing



it pleases me to know there's
a pack of coyotes wandering through Chicago
a herd of deer in Central Park
bald eagles flying up the Mississippi River valley
in downtown Minneapolis

where once I saw a peregrine falcon stoop
and knock from the sky a pigeon
in a park at dusk, stoop and lift
return with dinner to skyscraper nest



we're so very arrogant
we believe we're the world's nail and axis
yet it goes on around us, indifferent

and wild things roam through city cores
unnoticed, untended, unremarked
still wild, reminding us we're not alone

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Blogger Jim Murdoch said...

Enjoyed this one especially the last two stanzas. No birds of prey that I know about in Glasgow but foxes aplenty.

1:44 AM  
Blogger Art Durkee said...

Thanks.

I would bet there's a falcon or two. I'd love to see a Glasgow fox someday.

The program to restore the peregrine by giving them places to nest on skyscrapers has been a worldwide success. It's always nice to know they're there.

9:48 AM  

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