Tuesday, May 12, 2009


again this spring
they return to nest 
among shrubs, 
against buildings, 

not fearful of me, 
or cars 
or noise 
from human bustle. 

glancing at me 
as I walk to work, 


waddle away unfazed. 

how humbling 
to be deemed 
amidst fumes of 
human chaos. 

Poem  © 2006 by R. Burnett Baker 

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