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Thursday, May 11, 2017 12:01 am

birdpoem # 11

birdpoem # 11

thinking of that last passenger pigeon
don’t want to research it again heard
about it all my life there were millions
billions they darkened the sun for days
when they flew over we killed them all
(just like we killed every dodo and are
obliterating species every day) killed
them for sport and for selling when we
realized pigeons were waning we killed
them even faster get the profit while still
some to get the story goes sort of like that
anyway one was somehow saved it was
in a cage I saw a photo no mate no future
sitting huddled waiting for death I think
its body is in formaldehyde in some lab
or museum somewhere but why didn’t
they take that bird out into a remote field
let it go let it fly and fly and fly and fly
until its speck became nothingness

©2017 Jacqueline Jackson

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