The Bird Feeder

The Bird Feeder

The man believes
He has spoiled the birds
By letting them gorge
On grains and black seeds.

Now the feeder’s empty.
He knows that agony of expectation,
That he might be accused
Of starving his flock
By not re-filling their chalet
Mounted to the jacaranda.
Was it forgetfulness?
Or did the urge for control
Invade his subconscious,
A desire to flex
Power over dependents?
He hears ferocious flutters
And shrill calls of neglect.
He is supreme master
Ignoring these ravenous beaks.

He watches from inside,
Through a window upstairs.
A sparrow sees him
In this human cage, a prison
Without wind, steady sun, or rain.
A finch pecks at the seed gate.
The chalet rocks like a cradle.
This bird is a master of geography,
Leading his finch army
To a new feeder down the block.
The sparrows and doves dawdle
In the man’s backyard
Hoping for his change of heart.
A fire truck screams by,
Frightening hopefuls skyward.
The mixed flock
Caresses the sky with feathers,
Their wings pushing currents
Up into the clouds.

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razor iconKirby Wright is best known as a poet and creative nonfiction writer. He is the author of ten books of poetry and prose. His writing has received numerous prizes. Wright has been awarded literary residencies in New Zealand, China, the Czech Republic, and Martha’s Vineyard. He is a two-time winner of the Robert Browning Society Award for Dramatic Monologue. The Secret Theatre selected HOUDINI, his first short play, for their 2016 One Act Festival in New York. He is currently working on a full length play and a memoir set in Hawaii.

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