Posted by: Lisa | August 22, 2016

Goose Honkings

This bright late summer
afternoon, my car parked
near the pond, I stroll
along the path past the resting
geese, not meaning to disturb
them. They move peacefully
aside as I continue on my way.
Along the far side of the pond
I’m stunned out of my inner
musings by loud honking…
Honk! Honk! Not of geese —
but of cars, their drivers
massively annoyed by geese
in the road, obstacles
in the way of work or money
or pleasure or amusement.
In my mind I hear the cursing
of nature going on in cars.
And the geese: They know
they can fly south now.

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